the fun of the holidays

"You know, if you don't see your mother for Thanksgiving, you'll have to go at Christmas." Lon reminded Hannah who was in no hurry to get ready for the trip. He was meeting her mother's parents in Oklahoma City, where he'd meet them again, the Sunday after Thanksgiving.

"But I don't wanna go." She thought she'd miss out on everything here.

"You're not gonna miss out." He assured her, but she was moody and acting more like a baby than Charlie ever did.

"I'm sorry, but they want to see you." He knew for both holidays, but he told them they'd only get one.

"I don't know them anymore." She swore in a little stomp.

"Yes, you do." He watched her stomp more as if this was killing her slowly. "They are expecting you." There had been nightly phone calls about the matter. She'd stay at the grandparents. She'd been happy on those phone calls.

"It'll be boring." She hugged herself.

"Only, if you want it to be." Lon stared her down as if he'd had enough. It would be a long drive. It would be just the two of them. "You have to try, try to understand, how they feel. They don't understand why you'd want to be here, in the first place."

She swelled a frown. "Could? Could..you know who..go with us?"

"Who?" Lon winced. Hopefully, it wasn't Charlie because that would not be a good trip.