Rating: PG
Summary: A little boy makes a Christmas wish.
Type of fic: Story
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Part Eight
25 December 2010
He opened his eyes just as the sun rose fully over the horizon and flooded his room with its almost blinding glare. He wondered briefly why it was that he had woken up so early, and then it hit him.
Christmas!
He threw his blankets off, literally jumped out of bed, and raced out into the hallway. He took several hurried steps towards the stairs - and down towards the Christmas presents - but suddenly paused, one hand on the top of the banister. He turned and faced his parents� bedroom, closed. Just his mother�s now. His father slept in the room next to it, also closed.
He hesitated, unsure of what to do. Christmas was waiting downstairs�but his greatest wish lay behind closed doors. Two, separate closed doors. Santa had fulfilled half his wish. At least his father now lived in the same house as his mother and himself. But were his parents truly together again?
�We were wondering how much longer you were going to be!� his mother�s voice called out from the bottom of the stairs.
He whipped his head towards her, and was delighted to see his parents. Together. Happy. They were waiting for him.
�Merry Christmas, Bryce!� his father said enthusiastically. �Are you going to come down? These presents have been waiting all morning to be opened.�
For the first time he could remember, he found himself not caring about opening presents. He had already received the one present he had sincerely wished for - his parents together.
As they should be.
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�The whole day was just perfect.�
�It makes you wish that it would never end.�
�I don�t think I can ever forget how happy Bryce was today. All I wish for is that his happiness continues for the rest of his long life.�
�And ours?�
�It will be as well. Now that you�re here.�
�This is a new start for us.�
�Not a new start.�
�No?�
�No. Our start was eight and a half years ago. This is a continuation.�
�A continuation to the rest of our lives.�
�Yes.�
�Merry Christmas, Stephanie.�
�Merry Christmas, Dwayne.�
end part eight.
end.
Sappy and obvious ending, I know! Hope you guys still liked though. :D