As she gazed at the bright star on the Christmas tree. She remebered all the
Christmases over the years. A smile formed on her face, as she thought of Judd,
Ryan, Lionel, and Bruce. Man, did she miss them so much. Her heart acked for Judd.
She loved him, that's all she knew. He was her life, her love, her everything.
Well, except for God. He was going to come home for the holiday. Her heart felt as
if it was doing flip flops. More and More summersaults as it went.
"Vick" She heard someone saying to her. When she finally came to it, she was
startled. She quickly turned around to find Shelly standing, with her hands
crossed."Your happy about Judd coming home, aren't you?" Shelly said to her making
a michevious smile.
"Maybe" She said to Shelly.
"Maybe? Maybe? Hello, girl get with the program, your obssesed."Shelly said
laughing hard.
"Well, maybe"
"Keep telling yourself that Vick" Shelly said to her. "Well, i got to go find
Conrad, so bye Vick. And please don't hurt yourself, thinking about Judd."
"Stop it"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was finally soon till Judd would arrive. The christmas presents were all
rapped and put in the corner. She stood upright gazing out the window, poundering
about when Judd would get there. Snowflakes feel to the ground, piling up on
eachother. She wanted to so badly see him. Why was it taking so long?
Suddenly there was a car. A car. It was Judd. Her heart leapt forward, as Judd
got out of the car and started walking up the steps. He was almost there. Almost
there. Almost there.
The door opened letting the cold breeze of winter come in. A tall man was the
first person to enter. He was Israeli she could tell on the spot. Then suddenly he
entered. Her heart was about to come out of it's place. Judd was here.
He spotted her and walked to her. Was he still mad at her?
"Hey, Vick, it's good to see you"
"It's good to see you, Judd" She said glaring right into his big facial
expression.
He put his hand into her hand, and embraced her. There was so much love it
that hug. Everything just came out. He kissed her on the forhead, and that was all she needed.
It was the love that mattered.
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