Passing time - Carly
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Carly shared her shitty rented house with three other people a little older than her but with just about as much money. She missed her proper home but it had been so long now that she didn't suppose she could really call her father's house 'home' anymore. It was March when he'd kicked her out and now it was Christmas Day, her first Christmas not spent at home and it was incredibly depressing.
Christmas had always been Carly's favourite time of year. She'd loved the decorating and the singing, and she loved buying and giving gifts and watching people unwrap them. She loved that you could pretty much put tinsel anywhere and everywhere and no one could tell you you were going overboard because that would just make them some freak who wasn't into the Christmas spirit. And Carly had always loved that Christmas meant her father would almost always be home. Any other day of the year he couldn't be relied on to be seen but Carly had known since she was little that on Christmas morning she could go running to her parents' bedroom and there he'd be. Even after her mother had left, Christmas felt like the one day when they were a really family and Carly loved that more than anything.
She wondered if her father was taking this Christmas off as well, if he and Jonas were at home with the tree and the food and friends. Probably better not to think about it.
Carly had stopped taking money from Jonas a long time ago, instead finding herself a job as soon as school was over. She stood behind the glass at Subway and tried to pretend that she didn't hate everyone who came in and didn't have to work at Subway. But the people she worked with weren't bad and the work was usually pretty easy. She was discovering that she was actually really good under pressure - something she previously hadn't suspected about herself - and she was able to keep a cool head even when the lunch hour made everyone into crazed starving beasts.
At just about the time she should have been having the big family lunch, Carly thought about her brother and dug her phone out of her bag with a little smile. Merry Christmas, Jona xoxo
Christmas had always been Carly's favourite time of year. She'd loved the decorating and the singing, and she loved buying and giving gifts and watching people unwrap them. She loved that you could pretty much put tinsel anywhere and everywhere and no one could tell you you were going overboard because that would just make them some freak who wasn't into the Christmas spirit. And Carly had always loved that Christmas meant her father would almost always be home. Any other day of the year he couldn't be relied on to be seen but Carly had known since she was little that on Christmas morning she could go running to her parents' bedroom and there he'd be. Even after her mother had left, Christmas felt like the one day when they were a really family and Carly loved that more than anything.
She wondered if her father was taking this Christmas off as well, if he and Jonas were at home with the tree and the food and friends. Probably better not to think about it.
Carly had stopped taking money from Jonas a long time ago, instead finding herself a job as soon as school was over. She stood behind the glass at Subway and tried to pretend that she didn't hate everyone who came in and didn't have to work at Subway. But the people she worked with weren't bad and the work was usually pretty easy. She was discovering that she was actually really good under pressure - something she previously hadn't suspected about herself - and she was able to keep a cool head even when the lunch hour made everyone into crazed starving beasts.
At just about the time she should have been having the big family lunch, Carly thought about her brother and dug her phone out of her bag with a little smile. Merry Christmas, Jona xoxo