Author'sNote:a couple of quick notes, this is kind of AU, it still follows the show. But a few things are different. . . I might be insinuating that there is such a thing as Santa, and I definitely changed the age that Lisbon stopped believing in him. . . just for the story though. I got this idea when I was thinking about Christmas stories, none of my other ideas had been working, so I got on Wikipedia and looked up Hallmark Christmas movies. One title stood out to me. . . "a Boyfriend For Christmas", I looked up the summary and I knew, this was exactly the story that I wanted to write. It was just waiting for me to come and discover it. Secondly, I don't believe in Santa Claus. I just love the idea of him, and am not opposed to movies and stories with him.
Finally, this wouldn't truly be a Christmas story if I wasn't going to dedicate it to anybody. So, this story is dedicated to my Twitter pal, beta-reader, and fellow Jisbon fan, Just Mosie My sister, best friend, and fellow Jane/Lisbon fan, Hannah
Prologue:
Christmas, 1985
"And what do you want for Christmas young lady?" The mall Santa Claus asked a thirteen-year-old Teresa Lisbon.
"Oh. . . I don't really want anything," she answered. "I'm just here with my brothers and a friend."
"Come on Reese, ask him for something!" Her best friend Noel Evens urged as she sucked on her peppermint stick. "It's not going to hurt anything. . . or anybody for that matter."
The girl hesitated. She had stopped believing in Santa Claus a year ago. She had asked him to bring her mother back, and he had failed to deliver. Besides, thirteen was too old to be believing in a fairy tale. . . especially when you were practically mothering your three younger siblings, and managing a household.
"Ask him for the moon," Tommy suggested.
No. . . she wasn't going to ask him for the moon. That was just silly. . . but there was something else she wanted. Something that every girl in the eighth grade had.
A boyfriend.
Even Noel had one, and inspite of everything in her life. . . inspite of being mature for her age, Teresa felt ridiculously left out.
"Come on Teresa!" Noel encouraged. "There are other kids in line. So, ask him for something or hurry up and get over here!"
She was on his lap in a second. The elderly gentleman smiled at her and repeated his earlier question.
Teresa swallowed hard and said in a low voice, "I'd like a boyfriend for Christmas."
His blue eyes twinkled under the florescent lights. "I'll see what I can do," he said as he handed her a candy cane. "Merry Christmas."
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She found a large red envelope stuffed in her stocking, inside was a piece of plain paper with a short note written on it.
You're too young for a boyfriend now. But one day in the future, you'll certainly have one. Merry Christmas Teresa.
TBC. . .
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Author's Note II:
This has to be the shortest, most lame prologue in the history of prologues. But I promise, the story is better. Off to post chapter one now. If you like this a little, drop a review.
Love,
Holly