“So who did everyone get for Secret Santa?” Calvin asked.
“Doesn’t that kinda ignore the whole ‘secret’ part of Secret Santa?” David replied (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include The Post-Election Auction and What a Turkey! We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
“Of course it does,” Eve said as they climbed in the car. “But you kids don’t know your aunts and uncles as well as your father and I do. So we can help you shop.”
“That makes sense,” Faye conceded. She pulled a folded square of paper from her pocket and opened it. “Okay, I got Uncle Lee.”
“Oh dear,” Eve replied.
“What?” Fay asked.
“Yes,” Calvin agreed. “I don’t think they’ll sell her shotgun shells.”
“And he’ll complain if he gets anything else,” Eve said with a sigh. “He does, every year. Even when you bought him the camouflage wallet for his hunting trips.”
“Notice he does carry it, though,” Calvin said.
“True,” Eve said. “Maybe camouflage socks?”
“Maybe. We’ll think about it,” Calvin said. “So David, who did you get?”
“Aunt Maureen,” David said.
Calvin looked at Eve and shook his head. “No way.”
“No,” Eve said. “No way. But he could get batteries, I suppose.”
“Batteries for what?” David asked.
“Never mind,” Calvin and Eve replied in unison.
“Who did you guys get?” Faye asked.
Eve opened their slips of paper. “Your brother Niles. My sister Octavia.”
Calvin smiled. “Is that butcher on Grady Avenue still open?”
“You wouldn’t,” Eve said, winking.