Day Three

Ella was packing. She was leaving her house, to spend Christma's with her grandparents. She didn't feel much like packing, like leaving ou like celebrating. She couldn't tell where her Christmas' spirit had gone to.

Anyway, Ella enjoyed packing her dress. It was a magnificent dress, constituted by two separate pieces: a simple knee-long shiny silver dress and a black tunic with a silky ribbon around her waist. Ella wasn't very fond of those low heel shoes, but she believed that they looked nice with the rest of the outfit. That was to December's 31. A night that promised to be much happier than December's 24 would be. Jay would be there. At least he promised he would and she believed him without any questions.

At this time, Jay missed Ella too. He wished he'd have remembered to take her with him instead of leaving her with nothing to do back at home. He started imagining that she could have went with him anywhere he wanted to go, and she could be back in time to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with her beloved family. Jay wished badly he would have thought of this plan before. But he didn't. And now both of them were missing each other, and there was nothing good enough to do about it. Waiting was all Ella and Jay had left to hold on to.