Charlie escaped into the kitchen. Between his daughter's teething screams and his wife's singing he needed a drink. He pulled a beer from the fridge as the door opened again, allowing a symphony of stress to explode into the room. He held a second beer out for his brother.
John snatched the beer and gave Charlie another disapproving look. It was the jumper - the bright reindeer was causing so much offence Charlie hadn't taken it off in two days.
He smiled cheerily at his brother and tipped the bottle to him. "To a very merry Christmas," he said.
"Bite me," John replied and downed his beer.
THE RUNNING GAME
Published on December 21, 2015 08:59