Author: Elfmeister General

A Time Of Preparation “People talk about ‘Spring Cleaning’.” Father Dave said. “Let’s think about Advent as ‘Autumn Cleaning’. Sure, it’s December and there’s already snow on the ground. People typically think of that as Winter, but we’re still technically … Continue readingA Time Of Preparation

Fruitcake Of The Spirit Mrs. Tribbett was handing out coloring sheets when Chelsea and Lynn entered the Sunday School room. “Hi, Lynn. Who’s your friend?” “Hi, Mrs. Tribbett. Chelsea is my best friend from school.” “It’s so nice to meet … Continue readingFruitcake Of The Spirit

Kettle Corn And Scrooge “Oh, my. Are you serious?” “Frank, you promised not to get upset.” “Upset? Holly, this is wonderful! Why did you think I’d be upset?” He held her hand up to his cheek. “You’ve been so cranky … Continue readingKettle Corn And Scrooge

Sleepover “This is really weird.” Kendra said. “I know, but your mom said it was okay. She’s going to drop off an overnight bag for Chelsea at the Woodard’s.” “So, what are we going to do?” “Want some dinner?” “Sure.” … Continue readingSleepover

Meeting Ivy “Hi, Ian. This is Lynn’s friend from school’s aunt, Ivy Donegan.” Nancy said. The blonde woman swirled around on her skates. Her green eyes got bigger. A cold spike shot down Ian’s spine. “Hi, I’m Ian Woodard. Nice … Continue readingMeeting Ivy

Going Skating “Are we there yet?” Lynn looked out the window at the passing houses. “You’re lucky we’re going at all, Lynn. After the spectacle you put on last night.” Her mom said. “This really isn’t like you.” “She wasn’t … Continue readingGoing Skating

Picture Of Rudolph “Chelsea, what’s the matter?” Lynn asked as she hung her winter coat on a peg. “Everybody was yelling last night. Kendra and I had to eat cake in her room.” “You’re allowed to have cake in your … Continue readingPicture Of Rudolph

Meeting Niki “Who’s the victim tonight?” Steve asked as he poured himself a mug of cider. “Victim.” Nancy shook her head. “Niki is coming over at eight.” “Skipping dinner? Good idea. Less chance of a reenactment of The Exorcist.” “Oh, … Continue readingMeeting Niki

The Sketchbook “Are you okay?” Lynn asked her friend as she hung her winter coat on the peg. “Mommy and Aunt Ivy are fighting and it’s my fault.” Chelsea dried her tears on her knit mitten. “Your fault?” “I wanted … Continue readingThe Sketchbook

It’s A Girlfriend Contest And That’s Dumb “I’m so sorry about Angela.” Nancy said, offering Ian some gingerbread men. “I think she was just really nervous.” “Seems like.” He took one and bit off a leg. “I guess I’ll have … Continue readingIt’s A Girlfriend Contest And That’s Dumb