Christmas Town Page #5

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Is it too much?

I've never really

done this before, so

Grandpa, it's awesome!

Elizabeth?

It's nice, Dad.

Grandpa, that's

a lot of presents.

Yeah.

You know, it should've

always been like this.

What should have?

Your childhood full

of magic, full of wonder,

full of possibilities.

Your mother truly was

the spirit of Christmas.

And you know what?

I think I've found

her again right here.

Grandpa.

These are just books.

Well, of course not.

What fun would that be, huh?

Look.

We've got to get ourselves ready

and head down to the festival.

Wouldn't want to miss the

cookie decorating contest.

Who are you and what have

you done with my father?

Come on, Liz.

The cookies await.

Just this one call.

Super fast, I promise.

Just like the last one?

Hi, John.

Did you get my message?

Oh, wait.

I know it's the holidays.

I'm sorry.

But if you could check on

that, that would be OK.

Let me know.

Thank you.

You said no working.

Just a couple more calls.

Mom, you're talking

on your cell phone

at a Christmas party.

Can't we just have fun?

Yes, we will.

I promise.

Fine.

If you miss Santa and his

sleigh, don't blame us.

Hey.

I thought we talked

about this already.

I don't want you to get your

hopes up about this whole Santa

Claus thing.

He's coming.

Grandpa and Kevin told me.

They're loading up Santa's

sack with the toys right now.

Why did you tell him that?

Because he asked.

And they're in a

hurry, because Santa's

takeoff is in two hours.

Oh, really?

But it's not even Christmas Eve,

or did everybody forget that?

It's not Christmas Eve here.

But in New Zealand,

it's already tomorrow.

Right?

Exactly right.

Good one.

Right.

I forgot.

Well, that's fine.

But as long as you know you're

not actually going to see it,

right?

It's just a pretend thing.

You know, why don't you

just go ahead and work?

At least that way, you won't

keep trying to ruin everything.

Mason!

Leave me alone.

I just don't want him

to be disappointed.

It's my fault.

Yes, it is.

Why are you filling his head

with all that nonsense anyway?

No.

It's my fault because

I raised you the way

that my father raised

me no nonsense,

nose to the grindstone.

I can't imagine how disappointed

you were with me then.

And for that, I am

truly sorry, Elizabeth.

I really am.

Dad.

Look, I'll go talk

to him, all right?

Fantastic trip.

I love this town.

He's going to be all right.

I just don't want him to grow

up always being disappointed,

always thinking that things

are going to be great when

the truth is they're just not.

Sure sounds like you've

had some hard times.

I'm sure we all have.

But I learned to

take care of myself.

And how did you

manage to do that?

Stop hoping?

I started being realistic,

started seeing the world

as it really is.

A hard, cold place?

You think I'm a horrible person.

No, I don't.

I think you're a

really good person

doing the best that you can.

Life is full of disappointments.

But when I look at Mason, I see

the light shining in his eyes.

When he looks at

a Christmas tree

or he talks about the

elves, I can't help

but think that that's kind

of magic burning inside him.

And a little magic and a little

hope that's what we have.

That's what we have

to arm ourselves

against the grand

disappointments of this world.

Hope, huh?

It's never been one

of my strong suits.

Never too late to learn.

Well, it might just lead

to another disappointment.

Or it could lead to

something pretty amazing.

I I have to look for Mason.

Mason.

Mason, can I ask you

to do me a favor?

What?

Try not to be so

hard on your mom.

She didn't have an easy

time growing up with me.

I think you're great.

Yeah, well, I'm getting better.

But it took a long time.

Now, don't you worry.

She'll come around.

I wish there was some

way for her to understand.

She doesn't believe in anything.

She's just doing what she

thinks is best for you.

You are the most important

thing in her life right now.

You know?

Hey, I got an idea.

You want some hot chocolate?

Guaranteed to make

you feel better.

I guess.

That's my boy.

You sit tight.

I'll be right back.

Another one?

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

Oh.

It's crowded.

I'm sorry.

Hi ho the mistletoe.

Let's see a little

smoochie smooch.

Oh no, we're not together.

Hi ho the mistletoe.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

It's not funny.

Mom?

Can I borrow your cellphone?

What for?

I want to take a

picture with it.

Are you going to kiss Kevin?

No.

Look, here.

But be careful with it, OK?

I know, I know.

Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

Kiss, kiss, kiss,

kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss.

OK.

I get it.

It's just a plant, all right?

It doesn't mean anything.

And it definitely

doesn't mean I'm

going to kiss a total stranger.

Somebody is not in a very

festive mood, now are they?

Well, I mean, it's not

like I'm a total stranger.

Mason.

Mason!

Have you seen Mason around?

Yeah.

He went to go take a

picture of something.

Maybe he went to go

see the Christmas tree.

Well, I'm sure we'll

find him somewhere.

We gotta move, move, move, OK?

We still got to get

the sack loaded on

and the harness attached.

I had to put in

a new exhaust system.

This long?

I would have thought

you put a Maserati in.

Don't be acting

like this is my fault.

This is a delicate

piece of machinery.

No.

I'm just saying we could

have used a little more time.

And I could have used more than

three hours sleep, m but you

don't hear me complaining.

Let's just get it loaded up.

Yeah, yeah.

The truck is not going

to move on its own.

Let's go.

Mason!

He's not at the candy store.

I'm going to have to

put a leash on that boy.

Hold it, hold it, hold it.

No sign of him.

Dad, do you have your

cell phone on you?

Oh, good idea.

You want me to call your phone?

- That's OK.

Let me.

There, you happy now?

Just a sec.

Hey, the boss is wondering

if the sled has arrived yet.

It's running late.

Right.

Move it, move it!

Let's go!

Come on.

Right.

They're on their way right now.

Grandpa?

Mason, where are you?

Oh, hey, Mom.

Mason, tell me where

you are right now.

I'm going to take pictures.

Then you'll believe me about

the sleigh and everything.

No.

I want you to come back here.

Soon as I take the picture.

I got to go.

See you in a little while.

Mason, don't hang up.

Where is he?

I think he must have

gone back to the garage.

Can you stay here and

keep an eye out for him?

I'm sure he's fine.

We're on our way.

Open the gate.

Back it in.

Let's go, let's go.

Back up.

Back up.

Open the doors.

Let's get it in there.

Come on, move it.

Move it.

Back it in.

Careful.

Easy.

Straighten it up.

All right, here we go.

OK.

Let's start rounding the

team up and make sure we're

ready for immediate loading.

Yes, sir.

We're hooves up in 45 minutes.

Let's move it.

What are you waiting

for, Christmas?

Roxy, Mason, anyone?

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