By Slanted Light

Heh heh - your intro was just too good to resist, so my paragraph follows on from yours, hope you don't mind, and of course, hope you like it! And I cannot fail to respond to calls of weird christmases, mine too was rather special in that respect!

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It was the wind, the wind said it, finding its voice as it snuck around shadows and played merry hell with the treetops.

On such a night, or such a night / would anybody care / if such a little figure / slipped quiet from its chair…

It was his granny, his granny said that, staring into space in the nursing home. She was a weird one, his granny, touched so his mother said but there were sometimes, just sometimes when she would turn and really see him and he was afraid…

He coughed damp mud and was instantly back in reality, gasping for breath in the darkness. Now was not the time to be fanciful, now was not the time… the time! How long had he been lying here?

I'm late / I'm late / For a very important date / No time to say "Hello, Goodbye / I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.

It was the White Rabbit, the white rabbit said that but he wasn’t Ray in Fucking Wonderland, he was Ray Here and Now and he had to focus and breathe and think…

Where was his RT?