THE HOLIDAY SPIRIT by Wendy Greenley (285
words)
Sheltering among the crabapple
trees in the little home’s side yard, the animals’ stomachs grumbled.
“Is this the right place? You said
there would be food,” said Squirrel.
“It’s here! Smell the holiday
spirit,” said Deer.
“Smells like pine. But there are no
pine trees,” said Rabbit.
“That’s the decorations,” said Deer.
“Where’s the food?” Squirrel danced
nervously overhead.
“The holidays are about sharing. See
the holiday spirit?” asked Deer.
“Holiday spirit flashes on and off?”
asked Rabbit.
“Sometimes it flashes, sometimes it
glows. Sometimes holiday spirit shimmers by moonlight,” said Deer.
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“I’m hungry!” said Squirrel.
“Be patient.” Deer pawed the
ground.
The animals waited.
“Do you see any more petunias?” Squirrel
whispered.
“Nope. We nibbled them to the
ground last week,” said Deer.
“Any more hosta leaves? They’re my
favorite,” Rabbit said.
“Nope. Last night’s frost turned
them to mush,” said Deer.
“So, if you’re wrong—there’s
nothing to eat!” Squirrel and Rabbit moaned together.
“Have faith!” said Deer. “I think I
hear the holiday spirit.”
“Footsteps?” asked Squirrel.
“Run!” said Rabbit.
The animals did their best to blend
in with the shadows.
“Here you go,” a voice said. “Before
we built our home, this was your land. Thank you for sharing it. Happy
holidays.”
The footsteps headed back to the
house.
“How did you know the holiday
spirit would bring us food?” Squirrel and Rabbit asked again.
“I didn’t,” admitted Deer. “But the
holiday spirit is about hope, too. And I felt it.”
Squirrel took a big bite from the
corn on the cob. “Holiday spirit tastes delicious.”
“Dibs on the carrot!” said Rabbit.
“We’re supposed to share.” Deer
crunched an apple. “Never mind.”
The holiday spirit, and all its
gifts, were delicious.
--THE END--
Wishing everyone a happy holiday season filled with delicious moments. :)