On the 24 of December Fiona arrived home from work at noon. She peeked through the front room window. Her son Duncan was touring the Christmas tree no doubt in an attempt to decipher which gifts might be his and what they might contain. Dressed in a pair of old jeans only worn at home, and two inches too short. Making his bare toes appear exaggeratedly elongated.
Gemini are supposed to be extroverts and talk a great deal, but not Duncan. When he spoke long lost words were freed.
Finally feeling chilled she let herself into the house giving her boy enough time to get to the couch and pretend to watch TV. He would not wish to be caught eyeing the gaily coloured packages like some kid. At sixteen and in their culture he was considered an adult.
“Hi mum.” His tall, athletic body slumped into the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table. The TV blared a noisy game show.
Duncan inherited his father’s brown eyes which at the moment looked as innocent as a babe. His face, as her husband’s, never failed to make her smile. Fiona anticipated his expression when he opened his presents tonight; the adults and the rest of the family shared gifts the next day.
She hung up her coat removed her boots and padded to Duncan. She kissed him hello, gave a quick hug and walked into the kitchen to start the evening’s meal preparations.
As Fiona bustled around in the kitchen she listened to the CD they purchased at the Stuart McLean concert the previous week.
McLean was a master story teller. He conveyed more emotion in a tone of voice than most writers did in 1000 words. His style especially at crucial points in the narrative, was to whisper slowly which held the audience on the edge of their seats. And the audience knew what was coming. What dumb assed thing would Dave do this year? McLean must write his stories starting at the end to end up with exactly the right twist. His narrations were definitely telling not showing but he made them come alive. this link is a vid
McLean was telling The Christmas turkey – one of the audiences’ favorite. Fiona heard a chuckle behind her then the click of the fridge closing. Duncan sipped his juice.
“They’re funny each time.”
“Yes that’s why we keep listening. We’ve taken you to the Christmas show every year since you were small. You probably can recite a few of the stories by heart.”
“Can you recall any Dave and Morley stories with a shaggy dog or black sheep?”
“What an odd question. No I cannot.”
Soon Duncan and Fiona forgot about dinner and just lounged around the counter laughing
“What’s so funny in the kitchen?”
“Oh, hi Dad. We’re playing the Stuart McLean CD.”
Gregory pulled over a stool got comfortable and joined his family.
And if you have time – watch this vid Meet Dave and Morley –written for BLOGOPHILIA WEEK TOPIC 44.6 – “LONG LOST WORDS WHISPER SLOWLY”Bonus Suggestions:(Hard, 2 points) – use your Zodiac sign(Easy, 1 point) – include shaggy dogs and black sheep