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The Christmas Carol StoryChestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
“It's all your fault Mr. Tanner that I find my good self in this horrid situation. I was quite comfortable and content where I was, in my own warm home. How you twisted and turned everything to your advantage, which enabled you to remove my person from my abode and land myself as well yourself in this nightmarish position we are now in - freezing to death as we traverse through this cold wet white creation of surely the devil himself - that hasn't stop falling since you forced me into your excuse for a vehicle, that now sits in a ditch that it can not remove itself from."
“Didn't twist nothing. You said if you didn't already have plans with Maude, you'd have been real happy to join the rest of us out at Chris's for Christmas Eve's get together. Just reminded you of it when I stopped by dropping off your present and Maude called and canceled while I was there. You were the one who said you wouldn't take your Jag out in this. And nothing could have been done differently with that deer jumping in front of us, but to swerve and slide into the ditch. We aren't that far from Chris's, maybe a mile at the most. At least you're warm, all dressed up in that parka like an Eskimo.
Everybody knows a turkey
And some mistletoe
Help to make the season bright
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
“Chris, stop worrying, they'll be here. Vin said when he called that it would be and hour or two before he and Ezra got here. You know he's a cautious driver in this kind of weather. And with Ezra in the jeep with him, he definitely isn't going to take any risks. Why don't you come give me a hand in the kitchen? You can baste the turkey, while I peel and cut the potatoes to get into the pot for boiling." Josiah told his friend who had been starring out the window into the dark, only seeing the falling snow.
“You're right, there's nothing to worry about, especially since Ezra is with him. He hates this weather and will tell Vin the dangers if he tries to speed up. Come on, let's get that food tended to, you know the first words out of their mouths when they get here will be is the food ready." Chris agreed, then added as he turned away from the window and headed for the kitchen. "And besides if we're not doing something, Buck's going to wrangle us into helping him go out to the trees behind the barn and find mistletoe for him to take back to town to use on any women he comes across."
They know that Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys
And goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is gonna spy
To see if reindeer
Really know how to fly.
Cresting the top of the hill, Vin looked down the steep road and a little ways up from the bottom, spotting Chris's driveway. Turning to Ezra to point out they were almost there, he spotted something off the side of the road. He smiled. "Hey Ez, Chris's driveway is down there at the bottom. How would you like to get there a lot quicker?"
“Mr. Tanner, Of course I would like to be there sooner. I would like to already be in his home, dry, warm, and preferably with a perfectly aged cognac in my hand. But unless you have hidden talents that can either whisk us there or fly us over this God forsaken frozen matter, I don't see any reason to waste ou breath or time wishing for it." Ezra grumbled.
“Ez, you just haven't had the right kind of time with snow. You're missing a world with a lot of fun. Let me show you how you can fly with snow." Vin grinned steeping over and pulling out a sheet of tin from a barn's roof, that had been sticking out of the snow.
And so I'm offering this simple phrase
To kids from one to ninety-two
Although it's been said
Many times, many ways
Merry Christmas to you.
Chris was shaking his head as he followed Buck down the driveway, at being wrangled into helping him knock some of the mistletoe out of the trees at the edge of the road and his drive. Suddenly he stopped as did Buck. Looking at each other for a split second, the two men took off running down the driveway to the road. Unsure of what they would find after hearing such a soul deep yell, that both thought sounded strangely like the voice of a southerner they knew.
Chris and Buck couldn't believe their eyes. Just as they reached the road, two men sled to a stop at there feet on a sheet of tin that had been bent up in front like a sled.
Vin looking up grinning, "Just showing Ezra the fun you can have in the snow with friends."
“And I thank you Vin, I wouldn't have missed this for the world. Care to do it again?" Ezra truly beamed, his face red from the cold and the enjoyment from the zealous ride.
“Sure, let's go," Vin happily agreed.
Chris watched them laughing and excitedly drag the tin back up the steep road, smiled hearing Buck calling out. "Hey Merry Christmas to you too! I want to go next."
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