“It is almost Christmas,” said Angry Baker. “I am looking forward to spending our first Christmas together.”
Melissa, Angry Baker’s girlfriend’s face went pure white.
“What is wrong?” asked Angry Baker. “You look like you have seen a ghost.”
“Oh dear,” said Melissa. “I should have talked to you sooner. I am spending Christmas with my parents, in Ontario.”
“I see,” said Angry Baker, clearly disappointed. “I just assumed we would be spending Christmas together.”
“I am sorry,” said Melissa. “I should have mentioned it sooner. I go to my parents every year. You are welcome to join me.”
“That won’t work,” said Angry Baker. “I will only be closed on Christmas Day.”
“Yes,” said Melissa. “I understand.”
“Well I don’t understand,” said Angry Baker, now very angry. “Just when were you gong to tell me?”
“I was waiting for my parents to confirm,” said Melissa.
“Why?” yelled Angry Baker. “I thought that you did this every year.”
“Yes,” said Melissa. “But they were thinking about coming out west this Christmas.”
Angry Baker was very angry and he didn’t want to upset Melissa. He went into the back room and took his anger out on some bread dough.
“I suppose that piece of dough is me,” said Melissa, who followed him into the back room.
“Just leave,” said Angry Baker through clenched teeth. “Have a good Christmas.”
Melissa had never seen Angry Baker so angry.
“Christmas is still two weeks away,” said Melissa, trying to reason with him.
“Melissa,” said Angry Baker, coldly. “Please leave.”
Melissa didn’t want to leave him the state of anger he was in, but he left her no choice.
Over the next week, Melissa tried calling Angry Baker several times a day but he would not answer. She didn’t want to show up at the bake shop unannounced because she did not want to fight with him.
Christmas Eve morning came and Melissa got a phone call from her parents. They were at the airport in Calgary. They decided to come out west for Christmas after all. Melissa drove to the airport to pick them up.
“Let’s eat,” said Melissa’s father. “I am starving. Call that new boyfriend of yours and tell him to join us. Better yet, let’s stop by his bake shop and surprise him.”
“But Daddy,” said Melissa, trying to get out of seeing Angry Baker. “I am sure he is much too busy.”
“Nonsense,” said Daddy. “It is Christmas Eve. I am sure he would want to spend as much time with you as he can.”
“Your father won’t take no for an answer,” said Melissa’s mother.
“I was afraid of that,” muttered Melissa under her breath.
Melissa drove to the bake shop. Her parents were surprised to see how busy the bake shop was.
“Let’s go,” said Melissa. “Angry Baker is much too busy.”
Angry Baker looked over to Melissa and he smiled at her. When he was with the customer he was serving, he went over to talk to her.
“I thought you were having Christmas in Ontario,” said Angry Baker, confused.
“My parents surprised me this morning,” said Melissa. “They were able to come here after all.”
“That is great,” said Angry Baker. “Melissa, I am so sorry for getting so angry at you. I have missed you so much.”
“I have missed you as well,” said Melissa. “I would like to know if you will come to dinner with my parents and I tonight and spend Christmas Day with us.”
“I would love to,” said Angry Baker.
Angry Baker, Melissa and her parents had a wonderful Christmas together. He felt well-loved by her parents and he never wanted to be apart from Melissa again.
“Melissa,” said Angry Baker, under the mistletoe on Christmas morning. “Will you marry me?”
“Oh yes!” cried Melissa, shocked by Angry Baker’s proposal. “I will marry you!”