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Author: Robert Ford

1988: TIme for Christmas

We were in bed, a very nice place to be. It was December twenty-second and glancing out the window showed the snow swirling about our warm house. I carefully worked my fingers down her back, lightly massaging her spine. “Mmm,” she said. “I think so too,” I replied. Megan rolled on her side and gave me a kiss and touched my ear in that way she had. “Did I ever tell you why Christmas is so special to me?” “Don’t think so.” “Well,” she said, pulling me close, “I realized the other day that it’s twenty years ago tomorrow...

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1987: Christmas Story

Central Park near 5th Avenue and 58th was relatively quiet that December evening. The beam of light from the stars briefly illuminated a piece of grass beside a tree. After the flash there stood, on all fours, an alien. The metallic plates on his back rustled and the creature took in a deep breath. He had been expecting an argon-based atmosphere and was suitably surprised by a lung full of oxygen, nitrogen, carbon dioxide and lead. “Urk,” said the alien. A crazy person walking alone in Central Park ignored him. The alien realised he was on the wrong planet....

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1986: Fighting the Way Out

Thomas David George looked at the Social Committee Memo and blinked. Had autumn passed already? It was time for the company’s annual Christmas party. He stared at the flickering computer terminal and pushed his glasses back up on his nose. Tom faced the dilemma all company social events posed. He did not want to go because he hated parties and dancing and smoking and drinking. Not only that, he hated not being able to talk to all the beautiful women because they were all married to arrogant men that bought them the best dresses at the most outrageous prices....

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1985: Time for Christmas

Winston S. Planworthy left his house that morning as he typically did. For work. It was snowing, but because it was 7:30 AM Christmas Eve, it didn’t matter. He enjoyed this particular time of year. Winston attempted to impose serenity on himself regardless of the general horrors of the world around him. The light snowfall assisted his calmness as he walked to work. He always walked; he had played on all the sports teams at school and habitually challenged one of his parents to a tennis match when he had returned home. Driving made him anxious, so he only...

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1984: Christmas Understandings

The expensive car coasted down the hill and made the right hand turn. Andrew gazed at the lights on the numerous outdoor trees used to accent the large homes. One tree was the height of its accompanying three story house and was completely covered with blue, green and red lights. A star rested at the top, blinking steadily. “Look at that tree, Mum … it must’ve been a pain to put all those lights on a tree that size.” “They probably hired someone to do it,” Mother responded from the front seat. Andrew thought that was most likely true...

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