The lights sparkled on the tree. She had ventured into the dusty basement to fish it out. She took the time to untangle the lights and place them on the tree with care. She now sat on the old worn couch. It was a deep brown with a pattern she hated on it.
She tapped her fingers on the mug in her hands. How long had it been now? She wondered as she counted the days on her fingers. They were here the week before Halloween.
She wondered where they had gone. Wherever they were, they were paying the bills as she hadn't gotten a late notice. She even called the companies to check. They told her it has already been paid. It only made her wonder where they were. Why didn't they answer her text or phone calls?
She took a sip of the apple cider. She was bored. Thanksgiving had had an odd air about it this year. She had driven to her aunt's house and rode with her to her grandparents. Everyone murmured that it was a shame that her parents had to work that day. Genie had stayed as long as she could. Silently hoping they would stop by.
She wasn't expecting them to turn up all smiley and hair. She wouldn't mind if they buffered the whole way home like they always did. She just wanted to see them.
She slumped out of her seat on the couch and dragged her feet as she entered the kitchen. She opened the fridge and frowned. The plates her grandfather had sent home for them had been left untouched. She crouched in front of the fridge, just starting inside of it. The cold air became too much for her and she soon got up and closed the fridge.
This December was off to a sad start. This month was supposed to be a happy cheery one. They were supposed to put up the tree together, but they couldn't put up the tree together if they weren't there.
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