Daddy's Coming Home For Christmas Novels & Stories

One by one they were lined up on the living room table. "Like it?" We looked at Wright with a wide smile as he sat on the one-sitter sofa. What the heck! "Daddy! You bought it all?" Reid ran over to Wright. He climbed into his father's lap. Wright stood up while carrying Reid. "Uhm, no? Some guy wearing red attire brought it all for you. "It's Santa!" Reid said happily. "But it's not Christmas yet. Don't fool me. You bought that." Wright chuckled. "Guilty as charged."

He always spends his time in my room, reading a book or we'll watch a movie. "Daddy?" "Hmm?" He hummed not taking off her attention from his book "Can I go back to LA after Christmas? I know you'll go back to Canada after, I don't want to be alone here...” Daddy laughed "Just say that you want to be with Jenny." "Daddy!" I whined "What? Why do you have to flower your words? Just go straight to the point." He closed his book "Though I really wanted you to stay here and have more rest for your recovery, I also don't want you to feel alone here."

“Is Daddy coming? The TV says today is Christmas Eve, and that families have a ‘ree-you-nee-un’… Does ‘ree-you-nee-un’ mean families get together? Then why isn’t Daddy coming?” Arianne forced a smile and carried Smore to the dining table. “Daddy’s too busy. He might not be able to visit us today. Here, have some fresh cookies. Mommy just baked them for the occasion.”

“Christmas is coming soon. I want to prepare a gift for Daddy.” I was momentarily taken back. Time had flown by so quickly. Before I know it. Christmas had arrived once again. After Christmas, New Year Day would soon follow. However, I didn’t know if I would able to spend New Year Day with my children and anya at home. “When it’s Christmas, Daddy will come take you amusement park. How about that?” “Jason, Jerry, and Mommy will come too,” Flora exclaimed, thrilled by the idea. “Of course, we will go together as a family.”

Trace says and looks in the direction of the sitting room. "It's worth a good shot. "She says. I nod in agreement. It's worth my best shot and even if it wasn't, I know there is no one else for me. This path, Saving Daniel, it's the one I must follow. It's three days to Christmas. Riverside is agog with preparations, snow men had come up in driveways, trees showed through windows and the air smelled of sugar cookies and hot cocoa. Dad and I isn't left out in the festivities. This Christmas, we wouldn't be going up to Utah. Dad had decided to spend the season at home. This would be the first time we wouldn't be visiting mom's grave.

I want to show him that Christmas isn't about the material things; it's about being with family and enjoying each other's company. And I'm going to give daddy the best company around: My young body waiting for him under the Christmas tree! He should be with someone who makes him truly happy, not some horrible woman who runs when the going gets rough. Daddy is the type of man you stick with no matter what. I'm not just going to wait. I woke up so early that not a creature was stirring, not even my dog Faust. I did it all to set up this whole scrumptious situation.

Isn't he at home with us on Saturdays and Sundays? "I have homework I need to finish and help from Daddy." "Just wait; your daddy will come home tonight." "What time does Daddy come home? I couldn't even see him until I went to sleep at night. And when I woke up early, Daddy was not at home." Eric sulked at his mother.

“Wouldn’t you say that it is fate that you returned from your trip when he came?” “He,” I repeat, wondering who on earth would want to come see me. “You’re going to have to be more specific. I don’t know who this he you’re…” “Have you already forgotten me?” I freeze as the voice drifts toward me and when my gaze moves past my mother to the one who has spoken, I feel my eyes widen. “Ace,” I whisper, taking him in like he is a figment of my imagination. “No way! You’ve come home!”

A fresh start until her parents worked things out. But when someone answered the doorbell, Chloe knew it was only a matter of time before her new world burned to the ground. The door swung open, and it wasn’t Rachel standing there to say hello. It was her father, Harvey Fletcher. His brown hair lay tousled to the side, with the first three buttons of his shirt undone. He pushed up his sleeves, revealing a round tattoo on his arm. He stood there, confident in a way that made her spine tighten. “Chloe,” he said, voice warm and dangerously gentle.

** District Station ** Joseph arrives the District station panting softly, his father laid on the chair lazily and reek of alcohol . “ Hello sergeant , I got an emergency call from the station ” Joseph mutters . “ Are you here for him ? ” The sergeant replies referring to the Joseph's father . Joseph responded positively ,he paid the bail and took his drunken father home . He wished his mother was alive,his father won't be like this . He hurriedly dropped his father of at home and then proceeds to go back to work avoiding his father's wife , Corey . She stood at the door preventing him from moving further .