Birdie and Cohen’s Christmas Adventure
Chapter One - Birdie
Cohen and I walked away from the Christmas party at my parents’ mansion, holding hands. Even though we'd had a good time seeing Anthea and Doug and their two children, and my parents were friendly, there was still heaviness around us as we settled into the car.
Ollie would be spending Christmas with his partner's family this year, which meant we wouldn't get to see him until the new year. I knew Ollie’s absence was bringing Cohen’s mind back to all of the years when he had to spend special occasions away from his son, sharing him with his ex.
Once we were buckled in, I reached across the console and gripped his hand again. I hated to see him this down, even if he tried putting on a good show for me. “I'm so sorry that we won't get to see Ollie this year,” I said, “but I'll try and make it special for you. Okay?”
Some of the sadness left his features as he squeezed my hand back. “Everyday is special with you.”
My heart warmed. We had been together over ten years now, and he still treated me with all the love and respect he did when we were dating. He didn’t make me feel like a friend or a roommate but someone he truly cherished.
Cold air came from the vents as he put the car in drive and started away from the house. Hopefully the car would warm up soon. It was just cold enough to be uncomfortable. We lived on the opposite side of town from my parents. While their mansion was in a gated neighborhood, our neighborhood had sprawling lawns, tons of color, and all different types of houses.
We had spent hours and days together decorating the house for the holidays, and he hadn't once complained when I wanted to rearrange the Christmas light message on the roof from “Ho Ho Ho” to “Merry Christmas” because it offended our neighbor across the street who could only see one “ho” through their her branches.
I wanted to get him a special present for being so wonderful, but I was still having trouble figuring out what would be good enough. He had most everything he needed and didn’t want for much. So, I planned to stop by the mall later on and do some browsing to see if anything sparked my imagination. Time was running out to get him the perfect gift.
Out the car window, I saw he missed the exit to our house. “You got distracted again,” I said. Sometimes he would get so lost in his mind that he would miss our turns and we’d have to go back. A quirk of his, just like I had my quirks, too.
But smiled slightly as he said, “No, I didn't miss our turn.”
“Uh huh,” I said doubtfully.
“I mean it!” he replied.
I turned and gave him a surprised look. “Where are we going then? It’s too cold for ice cream.” That was our usual date night go-to. That or the aviary.
Before answering, he reached out and upped the heat. Warm air flowed over me, making my shoulders relax. “Your favorite ice cream shop is closed now,” he said. But he smiled a little bigger. “So that’s not it.”
“What is it then?” I asked, already trying to unravel the mystery.
“If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise, then would it?”
Find out what happens next in Hello Christmas!
