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Sitting cross-legged in front of the fire, she started to sing. Gently at first, then her voice rose as it did when she sang along to the social media church. Soon, other people from the complex gathered beside her and joined in the song. Most brought wood for the fire. As their voices filled the air, Janie felt a sense of exhilaration she had never felt before. It was as if her spirit had been set free. The following evening, they gathered around the fire again and told each other stories; some dramatic, some funny. When soft flurries of snow started to fall, Janie looked up and let the flakes glide onto her face. She couldn’t remember the last time it had snowed in December. She wondered if it was a sign; an omen. Evening after evening, Janie joined the others who gathered around the fire outside their building. Within a week, they had started to meet during the day. Together, they pooled their resources and provided for each other. A group soon formed to carry out household repairs. Another group set up to alter, refashion or repair clothes. Janie joined a group who looked after the children so their parents could work in a particular group. Someone even suggested pooling a small sum of money to buy seeds to plant in the spring. As Janie glanced around the smiling faces surrounding her, she realised that these people had become her real-time friends. She could hardly remember any of the virtual people she used to speak to on her social network box. They had been no more real than the virtual Christmas cards they had sent her. Thinking of this made her recall the pens and paper she had in a drawer. She hoped she had enough sheets of paper to make each of her new friends a real Christmas card. She would start making them tomorrow. On Christmas morning, Janie found an envelope that had been pushed under her door. Brushing back a tear, she opened it and placed her Christmas card onto the mantelpiece. When she joined the others around the fire, she handed out her home-made cards. Later, someone dragged out a fake Christmas tree, and the children decorated it with ribbons made from strips cut from an old sheet. Sitting around the fire with the others, Janie Mackay looked up at the star-filled sky; a sky filled with hope. A few weeks ago she had grieved for the loss of her virtual friends; never again would she see their light shine. Today, she knew this star would never go out. She recalled what she had read about her ancestors being cleared from their homes and sent to live on the barren cliffedges in the remote highlands of Scotland. They had survived losing their homes and became stronger in the process, and so would she. Copyright © 2016 by OMP Magazine Publishing
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