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and she got
to sleep in a little, but because she enjoyed going to Sunday
service. Sunnyside Key Community Church was a small but vibrant
congregation. Her family had been attending there since she was a
little girl. It was nice to take a break from life to reflect on the
week, herself, God, and to worship and give thanks for the blessings
in her life. It filled the well for the week. And today was going
to be especially interesting, because Henry was going to accompany
her to church.
Their
date night in Key Largo had been pretty much perfect. They had an
easy and effortless connection that kept conversation going but also
felt comfortable in the silences. The seemed to share the same sense
of humour, and some of the same passions ... for good food, for
volunteerism, and for spending time outside in nature.
They
were also both voracious readers, and compared notes on what was on
their individual e-readers. For Henry, a lot of books about
economics, history and biographies. For Callie, lots of cooking,
crafts, and romance novels. But they met in the middle with
mysteries and humorous essays by people like Dave Barry and Stephen
Colbert.
In
fact, their date had ended relatively early, giving Callie time to
read a few chapters of the novel she was reading before heading to
bed. She loved reading Christmas books at Christmas time.
She
was also contemplating what to do about Henry for Christmas. It was
only two days away. And with all he was doing for her, she wanted to
make him a gift. But she was stumped about what she could do in such
a short time that would be something memorable and that he'd actually
like. Though he hadn't actually said so, she had the impression that
Henry's family was pretty well off. His clothes were expensive, as
was the minimal jewelry that he wore. She hoped she could think of
something. S he only had two
days left before Christmas. Where had the time gone?
The
phone rang, and Callie picked it up.
“ Good
morning, Calista.” Her mother. She'd wondered when she was
going to call.
“ Hi,
Mom. How are you?” Callie tried to sound particularly
cheerful and happy to hear from her mother, but she wasn't sure she
pulled it off entirely.
“ I'm
fine, thank you. I was just calling to see if we'd be seeing you at
church today.” An odd question, unless she was sick or
working, Callie never missed Sunday service.
“ Of
course, why wouldn't you?”
“ Well,
I didn't know. I thought maybe Henry wasn't a church goer.”
“ As
a matter of fact, he is coming with me to church today.”
Silence. “Is that OK?” As a matter of fact, it was one
of the things that she hadn't liked about Brian, he never wanted to
go to church and was somewhat dismissive of it.
“ Why
wouldn't it be? The Lord's house is open to everyone.” Her
mother didn't seem too enthusiastic.
“ Was
there something else you wanted, Mom?”
“ Well,
I was just checking that your guest ...”
“ Henry.”
“ Yes,
Henry. I was just making sure you're still planning to bring him for
Christmas. Are you?” Her mother sounded like she hoped it had
been a bad dream.
“ I
am. And I guess we should talk about the gift exchange. Because
Brian had daddy's name but Henry said he's happy to make a gift for
daddy. I'm not sure who had Brian's name ...”
“ I
did.”
“ You
did? OK. Well, I guess you'll be making something for Henry, then.
Are you all right with that?” Callie hoped the last minute
swap wasn't going to stress her mom out.
“ Well,
I don't know him very well. I was going to give Brian a water colour
painting I had done of the pier out by the Clam. Do you think Henry
would like it?”
“ Mom,
I'm sure he would. That's a lovely gift. And it will be a great
souvenir for him, of his first trip to the Keys. I think it's
lovely.”
Callie
hadn't realized her mother had taken up painting again. When she was
young and in college, her mother had been an art major, and by all
accounts was quite
to sleep in a little, but because she enjoyed going to Sunday
service. Sunnyside Key Community Church was a small but vibrant
congregation. Her family had been attending there since she was a
little girl. It was nice to take a break from life to reflect on the
week, herself, God, and to worship and give thanks for the blessings
in her life. It filled the well for the week. And today was going
to be especially interesting, because Henry was going to accompany
her to church.
Their
date night in Key Largo had been pretty much perfect. They had an
easy and effortless connection that kept conversation going but also
felt comfortable in the silences. The seemed to share the same sense
of humour, and some of the same passions ... for good food, for
volunteerism, and for spending time outside in nature.
They
were also both voracious readers, and compared notes on what was on
their individual e-readers. For Henry, a lot of books about
economics, history and biographies. For Callie, lots of cooking,
crafts, and romance novels. But they met in the middle with
mysteries and humorous essays by people like Dave Barry and Stephen
Colbert.
In
fact, their date had ended relatively early, giving Callie time to
read a few chapters of the novel she was reading before heading to
bed. She loved reading Christmas books at Christmas time.
She
was also contemplating what to do about Henry for Christmas. It was
only two days away. And with all he was doing for her, she wanted to
make him a gift. But she was stumped about what she could do in such
a short time that would be something memorable and that he'd actually
like. Though he hadn't actually said so, she had the impression that
Henry's family was pretty well off. His clothes were expensive, as
was the minimal jewelry that he wore. She hoped she could think of
something. S he only had two
days left before Christmas. Where had the time gone?
The
phone rang, and Callie picked it up.
“ Good
morning, Calista.” Her mother. She'd wondered when she was
going to call.
“ Hi,
Mom. How are you?” Callie tried to sound particularly
cheerful and happy to hear from her mother, but she wasn't sure she
pulled it off entirely.
“ I'm
fine, thank you. I was just calling to see if we'd be seeing you at
church today.” An odd question, unless she was sick or
working, Callie never missed Sunday service.
“ Of
course, why wouldn't you?”
“ Well,
I didn't know. I thought maybe Henry wasn't a church goer.”
“ As
a matter of fact, he is coming with me to church today.”
Silence. “Is that OK?” As a matter of fact, it was one
of the things that she hadn't liked about Brian, he never wanted to
go to church and was somewhat dismissive of it.
“ Why
wouldn't it be? The Lord's house is open to everyone.” Her
mother didn't seem too enthusiastic.
“ Was
there something else you wanted, Mom?”
“ Well,
I was just checking that your guest ...”
“ Henry.”
“ Yes,
Henry. I was just making sure you're still planning to bring him for
Christmas. Are you?” Her mother sounded like she hoped it had
been a bad dream.
“ I
am. And I guess we should talk about the gift exchange. Because
Brian had daddy's name but Henry said he's happy to make a gift for
daddy. I'm not sure who had Brian's name ...”
“ I
did.”
“ You
did? OK. Well, I guess you'll be making something for Henry, then.
Are you all right with that?” Callie hoped the last minute
swap wasn't going to stress her mom out.
“ Well,
I don't know him very well. I was going to give Brian a water colour
painting I had done of the pier out by the Clam. Do you think Henry
would like it?”
“ Mom,
I'm sure he would. That's a lovely gift. And it will be a great
souvenir for him, of his first trip to the Keys. I think it's
lovely.”
Callie
hadn't realized her mother had taken up painting again. When she was
young and in college, her mother had been an art major, and by all
accounts was quite
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