“Only a hundred days ’til Christmas” said Claire .
“Mum’s decided to cancel it,” replied Sally.
“Wot, no tree, no Turkey?”
“Nah, she’s fed up with it all that rigmarole. We might be going away instead.”
“No fairy lights, no party hats?”
“Nothing; nada; zilch.”
“Come to mine, I’m sure my Mum and Dad wouldn’t mind.”
Just then Sally’s mother bursts in carrying two enormous shopping bags.
“Girls, I’m so excited, I’ve ordered the Christmas tree.”
“I thought we weren’t doing Christmas this year Mum,” Sally blurts out.
“I saw the lights in the Mall. Pure magic. I’ve changed my mind.”

This weeks Friday Fictioneers comes from France. I’m sorry but as I’m travelling, I won’t have the opportunity of reading all the other stories until after I get back at the end of the week.

Thanks to © Roger Bultot for this weeks excellent photo prompt. 



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