A Te Xuan Christmas
Chapter 4: Have a Holly Jolly Christmas
It was six A.M. Christmas morning as the familiar form of Chris Fields made his way up the row to the old grave hed visited every year since he was nine. It was adorned with Celtic symbols and a large cross on the very top of the tombstone and resting and its feet were several roses and wreaths. It got harder and harder every year to make this trip, but he knew it was something he had to do. Not just out of obligation or respect, but because he loved his parents and would never want them to think otherwise.
Standing at the grave he slowly looked it over to find that the groundskeepers had actually done a good job of keeping his parents grave clean. There were some cards there too, one from an old friend of his fathers, another from a former enemy now retired, and one from Ah-Mah. She also made sure to visit them every year to wish them well and to assure them that Chris had grown into a fine young man.