Twas The Knight Before Christmas (Something Great Series) by M. Clarke Read Free Book Online Page A

slightly blowing up at him. I needed to get things cleared up early enough that I could go to Connor’s Christmas show. I wasn’t going to miss his first show for anything, and I certainly didn’t want to take phone calls during it either. “Do me a favor, Thomas. Please don’t contact me between six and seven. I’m going to be at my kid’s show. I can’t take any calls during that hour. Matthew will be with me, so don’t call him either.”
    I heard him lightly chuckle over the phone. “I know, Max. Matthew emailed me this morning. He told me not to bother you. I think it’s awesome how you two look out for each other. I wish I had a brother.”
    I smiled at that fact. Matthew and I had a strong relationship. Knowing how some of my friends weren’t as close to their siblings, I appreciated the fact I was lucky to have a brother like Matthew. Though we’d driven each other nuts in younger days, having the right wives and families kept us on a straight line to happy lives.
    “Anyway,” Thomas continued, “have a great time and enjoy your family. You’ll never get a first Christmas show ever again with Connor.”
    I looked at my watch. “Thomas. I need to get going. You know how traffic is at this time of the year.”
    “Yeah, I know. Get going. I’ll email you later if I get good news.”
    After we hung up, I rushed out of there, hoping the traffic would be in my favor. Sure enough, just like always, it wasn’t. On the way to Connor’s school, I honked at a car that cut in front of me. He almost made me hit another car to the left of me. Why couldn’t people just drive like they had brains? Finally, I arrived and parked the car. However, unable to find a parking space, I made my own. They could fine me, I didn’t care. I was probably the last dad to enter, but at least I was there. Releasing a sigh of relief for making it there on time, I had to calm down. I texted Jenna.
    Me: I’m here .
    Jenna: We’re up in the front. Matthew is here. I have a seat saved for you .
    Me: Are my parents here?
    Jenna: Your father called. Your mom isn’t feeling well. They can’t make it.
    I clenched my teeth. Shit! I kept forgetting to call my parents. Guilt crept into me. I hadn’t been a good son this past month. A simple phone call would suffice. My parents were relaxed and not demanding in any way. I made a mental note to call them after Connor’s performance.
    Me: I’ve entered. I’ll find you .
    Walking down to the cafeteria, I noted how full the room was, filled with exhilarated parents who were eager and ready to see their children show off their talents and cuteness. The stage was elevated high enough so that everyone in the audience had a great view. On the stage, the background was decorated like a village and a large festive banner was hung that read “Christmas Carol.” The dim lights indicated the show was about to start. Finding Jenna, I slipped into my seat and planted a kiss on her lips. God, she smelled so good.
    “Hi, family.” I gave them a big smile.
    “Daddy,” Cassie squealed softly.
    I kissed her cheek. Christopher came to me and gave me a hug, and then went back to his seat. He used to want to sit on my lap, but he claimed to be a big boy now. I missed those days. Then I turned behind me to greet Matthew and his family.
    “Don’t forget to turn off your cell,” Matthew reminded, holding on to Mason who was sitting on his lap.
    “I’ve already done that,” I said. “No one is reaching us. I was talking to Thomas just before I left.”
    “Got any good news?”
    “Nope.” I rolled my eyes and changed the subject, “Mom is sick? Did Dad call you?”
    “I called them when Becky told me she got a phone call from Dad, but there was no answer. Dad told Becky that Mom’s just under the weather and was going to stay home so it wouldn’t get worse. I’m sure everything is fine.”
    “Okay,” I nodded, agreeing with him. Then I turned when the music began. Jenna and I had our