A Short Story
When a marriage of convenience ends in scandal, single mother Cameron Thomas must now make a life for herself and her 7-year old deaf son, Jeremy, in a small beach town where years ago, she'd been her happiest.
But even as she struggles to adjust to a life that's far from the wealthy lifestyle she once knew, forgiving herself turns out to be the toughest thing to do, made even harder when she's face-to-face with the man she gave up so many years ago for all the wrong reasons.
Cameron answered her own question three hours later, after Talon set up the Christmas tree in the corner and after they decorated it with whatever she had on hand, including a bag of extra ornaments her landlady had left by the front door. By then, they’d also finished eating dinner of garlic herb chicken she’d prepared in the crockpot that morning, cooked to perfection by the time they opened the door, its aroma filling the whole apartment.
Cameron couldn’t help watching Talon help Jeremy assemble the plane out of Legos. Normally she helped Jeremy build his creations, but tonight, he was more excited to have his new friend help him. They talked in sign language and Cameron tried her best not to eavesdrop, but it was hard.
Do you live around here? Jeremy asked him.READ MORE
Talon nodded. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his thick parka and scarf hanging behind the door, and his boots sitting next to Cameron’s shoes by the entrance. He wore brown woolen socks with white and black stripes. My grandmother has a house not far from here. She gave it to me and so I’m fixing it up.
Is it close to the beach?
Right on the beach, Talon replied, his hands flawlessly signing the words.
That must be awesome in the summer!
Talon glanced at her but he returned his attention to Jeremy just as quickly. Yes, it is. You and your mother should come by some time.
Are you married?
No, I’m not.
Are you seeing someone? She should really put a stop to all the probing questions, Cameron thought, but she wanted to know the answer to that last one probably more than Jeremy did.
No, I’m single.
Would you like to spend Christmas with us? It’s just mom and me-
“Jeremy!” Cameron exclaimed, tapping him on the shoulder, her cheeks burning in embarrassment. “You can’t ask him such things.”
“It’s alright,” he said, signing the words so Jeremy could understand, too, though his attention had now drifted back to his plane and he got up, holding the plane up over his head as if it were in flight. “Kids don’t beat around the bush. It’s refreshing.”COLLAPSE