Season's secrets

Season's secrets

"Mr Hubble are you alright" "yes my child im fine, just a silly old man
who fell down in the snow" "Can I help you home sir" "oh that would be
very good of you Tommy" three blocks later mr Hubble &; Tommy
Jackson reached the old three storey house that was barely standing,
which was not surprising after it had been in Mr Hubble's family for
over 80 years. "Thank you Tommy, you have always been a good boy, you
are growing up so fast, how old are you now" Just turned 11 sir" Tommy
said standing up tall and proud like a man. Then Tommy looks up at
frail Mr Hubble once the healthiest man around New York Avenue, Tommy
could not forget the times when he use to listen to his father telling
him how all the children would run up to Mr Hubble at his boxing club
and ask to be trained so they could be just as good as Mr Hubble, twice
heavyweight champion, who helped kids stay out of trouble and off the
streets, but it was sadly long gone for Mr Hubble. " You run along
Tommy, spend Christmas eve with your family, that's what it's all about
lad, thinking of others, Jesus, and giving help, a meal to those who
are not as lucky as us son" I know Mr Hubble, my mom always goes down
on 12 street round about now to give out some mince pies and a blanket"
I know Tommy, my son Jacob use to help your mother before he went left
home, that was 11 years ago".

"Here you go Mr Hubble put your feet up and I will make you a nice cup
of tea"
" Oh Tommy, your parents must be so proud of you child, I know I would
be, you must have better things to do then spend time on an old worn
out boxer" Mr Hubble, your still the best boxer that was ever born so
my father says and I believe him" "oh Tommy I don't regret being a
boxer just what happened that one night 11 years ago today" "what Mr
Hubble, what happened" the wind was starting to get up by this time
making the old pictures in the big house fall off the walls and the
fire Tommy had built was blowing fiercely. "It was about this time
6.30pm, dark and cold just like tonight, when big John Stanford came
around asking me to sell him my boxing club" "what happened then Mr
Hubble" "shush child Im telling you" "I was much fitter than I am now
son, so when big john came round, that's what everyone use to call him,
I told him that I would never give up my club to a thieving scoundrel,
on the count that he cheated my brother out of some money and he lost
his business to big john" then Tommy went and put some more wood on the
fire.

"Oh Tommy I did not mean to hurt him but he came at me with a baseball
bat I use to keep right in this living room son, it was over that fast
I did not know I had killed him until I could not see him moving" "you
killed him Mr Hubble, like when my auntie Jesse went to heaven" "yes
like that, but I actually pushed him over by the fire place where there
was a poker stand and he hit his head on it, then as I turned around
Jacob ran out of the house and I have never seen him since, by that
time the neighbours had heard all commotion and rang the police, so I
did time son for an accident and no one as bothered with me since then,
my boxing club was closed down" "oh Mr Hubble, you did not mean it
couldn't you tell the police that, big john was the one in the wrong" "
Tommy I don't blame any one for what happened. But what does hurt son,
is that Jacob saw it all" Mr Hubble started to cry, just then I entered
the living room from what use to be the dining room where I heard what
my dad had said, he looked old and frail, I knew then it was time to
put the past behind us, just then he got up and came towards me, I knew
that just by being home was the best Christmas present I could ever
give my dad.

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