A family waits for their mother to arrive for Christmas. The father drinks scotch by the fire as the coals die down and the cold air bites. The brothers enjoy their new gifts while hoping their mother will find her way to join them for the holiday.
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A family waits for their mother to arrive for Christmas. The father drinks scotch by the fire as the coals die down and the cold air bites. The brothers enjoy their new gifts while hoping their mother will find her way to join them for the holiday.
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Christmas Scotch
by Jeffrey Hassman
Of course, Mothers late again!
The winter air is biting down, coals dying without a sound. Father drinks his Christmas scotch, watching brothers savor new favorite gifts. Shell find her way, I hope, I wish. * Shell find her way. I hope. I wish. Brothers savor new favorite gifts. Father drinks his Christmas scotch, watching coals dying without a sound. The winter air is biting down. Of course Mother is late again.