Me-Maw’s Last Christmas
A Christmas story by Melton Carr
Three days ‘til Christmas – More about entertaining strangers
After I got back into the house, I told Rachael I had seen a guy out in the yard; over by the shed; how he was there one minute and then gone the next. She reasoned he probably was looking for his dog or something and just wondered in our yard. I told her, could be, but I was hoping he wasn’t scoping out the place, to see if there was anything worth stealing.
What about this…Me-Maw had that strange guy come up in her yard, and now, we have one in ours. Sounds fishy to me! I’m going to keep my eyes open for the rest of the day…maybe put my little Ruger .380 in my back pocket just in case.
Rachael passed by my bedroom door just about the time I stuck my weapon in my hip pocket.
“Thomas, do you really think you need to get your gun out just because you saw someone in our yard?” Me having a gun has always made her nervous; we’ve been through this before.
She reminded me in the Bible; Hebrews 13:2 says, “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.” I thought about what she was quoting. Still, it won’t do any harm to just be cautious. I’ll “pack-it.”
Several of the icicle lights I had strung up on the roof out front had gone out; it affected two separate sections, so, I decided to get the big ladder and replace the bad ones. Hopefully, in that tangled mess of wires and bulbs I’ve got a couple spares. If not, I’ll have to make a trip into town to get some new lights.
“Lights burned out son?” A voice called to me from behind, just as I was setting up my 16’ extension ladder, almost making me let the top section of the ladder fall into the second story window. “You scared me; I didn’t know anyone was here!” I snapped back reacting to the unwanted surprise.
“I’m sorry son, didn’t mean to startle you like that!” The man confessed. “Can I help hold the ladder for you?”
“No, that’s okay. I’ve got it.” My turn to ask a question. “Can I help you? Are you looking for someone?” I tried not to let go with my real dislike of being scared like that from behind.
“Actually, I’m looking for you Thomas. You are Thomas McAfee, aren’t you?”
Alright now, just how does this guy know my name? I’m really wondering.
“That’s me! I admitted.
“Well Thomas, I’m a friend of your Me-Maw. I told her I was going to come over and visit with you. Is that okay? I promise not to take too much of your time, I can see you are real busy.”
“It’s okay! What’s up?”
And now, just how does this guy know my Me-Maw? Strange, I’m telling you. Strange.
To be continued.