The Music Box

The year was 1965, in a small town of North Carolina. A young girl was out playing in the snow, trying to build a snowman. She was only eight years old and had no brothers and sisters. Her Mom was in the house making lunch, and her dad was in Vietnam. 1

It was December, and there was at least seven inches of snow on the ground. Little Jo was exhausting herself to make the perfect snowman. 2

She was almost done rolling the last and biggest part of all. The head she did first, then the tummy and now the large bottom was 3

just about finished. Her Mom would help her put it all together after lunch. She couldn't wait.4

"Little Jo, time for lunch sweetie!" Jo did not hesitate. She knew 5

that the sooner she ate lunch the sooner she would get to finish her snowman.6

"You sure have worked hard on that snowman," her mother said. "Oh yes mommie, he is going to be the most specialist snowman in the world!"7

They ate their soup and grilled cheese sandwiches between smiles and giggles, but only after asking the blessing.8

"Okay mommie, let's go!" Jo said while sliding on her snow boots.9

"I will be out as soon as I am done with these dishes, now you help clear the table before you head out." Always doing as she was told, Jo cleared the table then put her coat, hat and gloves on. Out the door she went.10

Her Mom was not far behind her. "Oh my, it is a cold one." 11

She said as her first breath was stolen by old man winter. "You'll warm up fast mommie working on the bestest snowman in the world." "Well," her mother said, "I sure am glad we don't have to pick up this giant one." Nothing else was said until the head was put on. They packed loose snow around each section to keep them connected. "All right!" Her mother said exhausted, for putting the tummy on top of the bottom was an enormous job.12

"Okay mommie, wait right there. I will go get the parts!" 13

The parts? Her mother wondered. She didn't have to wonder long, for Jo came out with a most unique outfit for her perfect snowman. "Remember these mommie, daddy let me have them before he went to that war?" It was an Air Force hat and shirt. "Of course I do sweetheart." With a tear rolling down her cheek, Jo's mother put the hat on the snowman's head and the shirt around its body. They stuck strong tree limbs in for the arms. They used coal of course for the eyes, and the ever loved carrot for the nose. They used pebbles that Jo had painted, with her mothers help; for the big smile. After Jo placed the last pebble on she happily exclaimed, "The biggest smile for the biggest and bestest snowman ever, my snowman daddy!" Jo's mother took her daughter in her arms and hugged her as tears streamed down her face. They both missed him so much and had no idea when her would return.14

Christmas Eve was upon them and they were decorating their tree. Christmas songs were playing on the phonograph and the smell of fresh baked cookies lingered in the air. "Oh mommie, I sure hope Santa brings me a music box. Like the one we saw at the store." Her mother knew that Santa could not do this because it was gone when she went to buy it.15

"Well, sweetie," her mother said. "No matter what Santa brings you, be thankful and know that you have been a very good girl" She had bought her a larger music box, but it didn't play the same tune and it wasn't nearly as pretty.16

After tucking her precious daughter in, she sat in front of the fire place and read for a while. After she was sure Jo was asleep, she became Santa's helper and laid out all the magical treasures. 17

She smiled and cried as she thought of her husband who was so far away. After she finished filling her stocking she unplugged the tree and all the lights then went to bed.18

Jo woke up when she felt a kiss on her cheek. When she opened her eyes it was her daddy. He had his index finger up to his lips and said,19

"Shhhh we don't want to wake up mommie." "But why daddy, mommie misses you too?" She whispered. "Because I can't stay long, I just wanted to bring you this present. Now, you can't open it until the morning and tell your mommie I love her with all my heart. I love you too my little peanut." Kissing her on the cheek and telling her to quickly go back to sleep, she closed her eyes.20

The door bell woke them both with a start and together they went to the door. It was military men and a member of the clergy. Right away Jo's mother knew what they had come to tell her. 21

It was how it always happened. She broke down crying right away without the gentlemen saying a word. "Mommie, why are you crying?" Jo said with tears streaming down her on face. Her mother told her it would all be okay and asked the visiting gentlemen to just give her the papers so she could explain in private to her daughter. She glanced over the papers and politely said, "Merry Christmas."22

She closed the door and took Jo's hand and they walked slowly to the couch and sat down. "Honey, those men were here to tell us something very sad. Sweetie, daddy's plane crashed and he didn't eject in time. He has gone on to Heaven to be with Jesus." Jo looked at her mother with tears running down her face and said, "But that's not true mommie, daddy was here last night. He kissed me and told me to tell you he loved you with all his heart!" With even more tears her mother said,"Oh honey, that was just a dream. A wonderful dream, but still a dream." "No mommie!" she screamed. Jo got up and ran to her room, she quickly returned to her mother with a perfectly wrapped Christmas gift. "See mommie!" She said as the tears continued to fall. "Daddy gave me this and told me not to open it until morning. Then he told me to tell you he loved you with all his heart." Jo's mother shivered as she asked her daughter to open the gift. 23

Slowly Jo opened the present with her little hands trembling. "Oh mommie, it's my beautiful music box the one we saw at the store!"24

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  • StevenHoward
    July 4, 2005
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    I don't know why I've never noticed before that you had stories posted - I usually look for that first when I visit someone's page.

    I was scared of that car driving down the driveway as soon as I read her daddy was in Vietnam. I loved the story about the snowman, and the picture that brought of a family continuing on the best way possible while daddy was in a far away land on a very dangerous mission. I breathed easier when her daddy kissed her on the cheek and brought her the Christmas present. I was just sure this was going to be a happy ending ... then, you blindsided me.

    Sam, this is such a powerful piece. I hope you haven't set it aside for good - there are some punctuation issues and a couple of awkwardly broken sentences in the early parts, but with a little attention, I think this story would be publishable.

    Wonderful, but terribly sad, story. Don't we wish they all had happy endings in real life, though? Unfortunately, they don't. Fabulous job, my friend.


  • JM Kenyon
    January 19, 2004
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    OHHHH!!! damn it Sam...lol...I thought I was over thins crying thing!!! And here I am with tears in my eyes..honestly!!! I usually don't read short stories as long as this, but the beginning captured my attention right awa...you have done a superior job in writing this...itis simply wonderful...and both heartbreaking and uplifting aswell...Another wonderful write for you...best of wishes...and thanks for the tears that actually are falling with a valid human reason...~genielassie~


  • SEA angel
    January 18, 2004
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    Excellent

    This is a very well written piece. It kept my interest from the beginning until the end. I love these type of miracle poems and this was a nice piece to end my evening with. I needed to read this since a year ago yesterday mother went into ICU and died three weeks later on February 10, 2003. Helps maintain that belief in hope and angels. I hope that you have a GRAND week next week Sam. Thank you


  • Julzzz
    October 17, 2003
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    exceptional read

    this is a very beautifully written story, so tragic and heartwrenchi ng, it brought tears to my eyes, which doesnt happen often. ill be bookmarking this to read again. i thank you for writing and posting this, and im wishing you luck in the contest. ~Julzzz~

  • macandrew
    October 17, 2003
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    very good

    This was a brilliant story. Hard to read near the end for the dew in my eyes. So hard to imagine life without my dear wife or perhaps having her to explain my absence to Miranda.

    I know this happens far too often, and not just in the military.

    Very well written. Good luck in the contest.

    John

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