Alice hated Christmas. She always had, really. All of those adverts about families and togetherness just rubbed her the wrong way, and her mum was lapsed Catholic anyway, and no one hated Christmas more than lapsed Catholics. They'd done the Christmas thing, but it always seemed like the two of them were faking it.
For Stephen, Alice had done her best to fake it. And she'd been mostly succesful. This year, she didn't have to try.
...which didn't at all explain why it was that Alice was standing on a street corner next to a red bucket, waving a bell and wearing a Santa cap.
"Donate today," she said, doing her best not to sound put out. "Feed the homeless."
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Date: 2009-12-19 06:44 am (UTC)For Stephen, Alice had done her best to fake it. And she'd been mostly succesful. This year, she didn't have to try.
...which didn't at all explain why it was that Alice was standing on a street corner next to a red bucket, waving a bell and wearing a Santa cap.
"Donate today," she said, doing her best not to sound put out. "Feed the homeless."