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Hi, Been here forever. Love the place. BUT for the life of me WHERE is the sexual content in my today’s writing???
Maude’s Farm 9

A happy place to live for everyone did happen down on the farm.
Marni and Kevin’s home was a kit so it went up fast. They now were about to move into that home.

Linda and Carla were both in Mr McCone’s class. Busy girls they were two of the top teacher helpers.

It was obvious that Ray and Susan were becoming closer. Their pain from his loss of his wife, Her loss of a marriage was slowly mending.

No one noticed Harold and Maude becoming closer. It was thought at their ages they were just seeking companionship. That was fine with them because they would announce on the night before Christmas their love for each other.

Christmas school vacation came with many festivities. The locals yearly had sleigh rides. This year was no exception. Bundled up in their warmest the whole crew went on the rides. Carols were sung, hot chocolate and cookies was consumed.

Christmas Eve was celebrated at Grannie Maude’s house. This Christmas Eve everyone told of an event happening in their life. They were to write it on a paper, fold and write their name then place it in Harold’s new cowboy hat. Harold was oldest so he got to pick. He swirled the papers around then chose.

“Marni, you are first.” said Harold.
“ Linda remember last month when we asked you to stay with Carla instead of coming home after school?”
“Yes, Mama.”
“Your Dad and I were at the doctors office. In six months there will be a brother or sister addition to our family.”

Harold swirled the papers around then chose.
“Linda is next”

“ I am now helping other students with American Sign Language.”

Harold swirled the papers around then chose another name.
“Susan.”

“ I was offered a part time job at the bakery in town. I am seriously thinking of taking it. With Carla in school and Grannie Maude not really needing me at the farm I’m thinking it’s about time I get out and meet some new people.”

Harold swirled the papers around then chose a name.
“Maude.”

“I’m getting married next year. Not sure of the month but it will happen.”

What everyone shouted. Harold set his hat down and put his arms around Maude saying: “It’s about time we were wed. I’m over here everyday for coffee and most meals. We belong together.”

Picking up his hat he swirled the notes again.
“Ray”

“I have a two part announcement. I have been offered the position of Principal at the school. I may or may not take it.
My other announcement is a mutual agreement between Susan and I to be married.
Darling your engagement ring in under the tree.”
He went over to the tree, picked up a small box and presented the ring to Susan.

“The ring was Mothers and Dad and I agreed you should be wearing it. Hugs and congratulations went all around the room.

Picking up his hat Harold swirled the notes again.
“Kevin, you’re up next.”

“I have a permit from the city to renovate that old run down farmhouse into an office. It seems it was originally well constructed. Next Spring we will start the remake of our Real Estate Office.”

“Carla you are next to last.”

“I am pleased to say our school has a collection of give-a-books for our library. We also have started a collection of give-a-books for other schools.”

“OK that’s it lets sing now.” said Harold.

“Oh no you don’t get away without telling your message.” cried Maude.

“OK,OK. I’m next. I also had a doctor visit. I was a bit worried about some itchy skin patches on the back of my neck. Doc Quinlin had them examined and I was told I am well. He told me to wear a hat that covered my neck. Maude got me this hat for Christmas.
Ain’t it a dandy?” hooted Harold.

The year came and went again it was Christmas Eve. Linda had a new little brother. Her parents were doing well.

Maude and Harold were married and living in Harold’s house.

Ray and Susan were also married and living in Grannies farm.

Carla got up and started singing then everyone joined in:

Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la la la
’Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Don we now our gay apparel
Fa la la la la la la la la
Troll the ancient yuletide carol
Fa la la la la la la la la
See the blazing yule before us
Fa la la la la la la la la
Strike the harp and join the chorus
Fa la la la la la la la la
Follow me in merry measure
Fa la la la la la la la la
While I tell of yuletide treasure
Fa la la la la la la la la
Sing we joyous all together
Fa la la la la la la la la
Heedless of the wind and weather
Fa la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la

Ending the Beginning.

©Julia A Knaake