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<blockquote data-quote="Justine" data-source="post: 145451" data-attributes="member: 404"><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-size: 26px">[MEDIA=youtube]kfpRZ5Hdagw[/MEDIA]</span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-size: 26px">Happy Xmas (War Is Over)</span></strong></p> <p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18px">Season 6 (Between "Mama Dearest" and "The Ewing Blues")</span></strong></p><p></p><p>“Film… four words… third word…”</p><p></p><p>Miss Ellie snuck out of the room, which overflowed with excitement as her family battled it out in a round of Charades. Guesses were thrown out from everyone, as Ray motioned his arms wildly, in display of awe until Sue Ellen’s brain clicked. “Wonderful.”</p><p></p><p>“It’s A Wonderful Life,” Pamela rapidly recalled the title and the entire family applauded, when Ray confirmed she was correct.</p><p></p><p>Ever the kid, Bobby leapt to his feet and snatched the next instruction card from J.R.’s hand. “My turn.” Everyone in the room expressed their amusement, as J.R. accepted the defeat pretty well with Sue Ellen sat upon his knee.</p><p></p><p>No one, but Donna, noticed Miss Ellie’s discrete departure and she softly patted Ray’s shoulder, before she followed her step-mother-in-law into the kitchen. It was her first Christmas since without Jock. Almost an entire year had passed; nevertheless, Donna didn’t doubt Miss Ellie had dreaded the winter holiday for quite some time. “Got any more of that mulled cider left?” She plopped her empty cup onto the kitchen surface and the noise summoned Miss Ellie from the distant memories she had fallen into.</p><p></p><p>“I certainly do,” Miss Ellie broke into a wide smile.</p><p></p><p>“It’s nice to see everybody so at peace with one another, isn’t it?” Donna innocently noted, as if she hadn’t personally confronted each and every member of the family to ensure Christmas would be business-free for her sake. The battle of Jock’s will had divided the family and the painful effects were experienced on a daily basis, in particular for the family matriarch, who had even contemplated destruction of the will in its entirety. Pamela and Sue Ellen were easy to win over. Sue Ellen co-ordinated a photoshoot for the family Christmas card; Pamela structured in activities for Miss Ellie with John Ross and Christopher. J.R. and Bobby shook hands and promised that there would be zilch discussion of the company until the New Year arrived, and it appeared to be as much a relief for them as it was for Miss Ellie.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think I’ve seen them quite so happy,” Miss Ellie conceded, with a quick nod of her head. “J.R. and Sue Ellen, especially.” For what must have been the first time <em>ever, </em>her eldest son and his wife had reached a happier state of affairs than Bobby and Pamela.</p><p></p><p>“Makes it all the more sad that Jock isn’t here to see it, doesn’t it?” Donna so eloquently read her mind. The older woman battled fresh tears she had promised would not make an appearance on such a happy occasion. “I can understand exactly how you feel, Miss Ellie. The first year after Sam died was the hardest. I was lucky to have Ray…” she admitted.</p><p></p><p>Miss Ellie softly smiled, “…and I’m lucky to have all of you.”</p><p></p><p>Donna twisted her lips and her eyes twinkled, “I think, <em>we’re</em> the lucky ones. Without you, this family would have fallen apart by now.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m not so sure it hasn’t already,” Miss Ellie crowed, a semblance of bitterness behind her tone. In the New Year, she would be faced with the ultimate decision - whether to contest Jock's will, his desires of sound-mind, and end the competition; end the pain, the heartache, the divide.</p><p></p><p>“No. You and Jock raised your family to be better than that.” She declared with such assurance that Miss Ellie almost accepted her word as gospel. “One day in the not-too-distant future, we will all be sat around that table and we will be a <em>real </em>family unit. You just need to have hope. That’s what Christmas is all about, isn’t it?” Donna curled an arm around Miss Ellie’s narrow shoulders and pecked her on the cheek. “John Lennon said it best;… the war is over, if <em>you</em> want it.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Justine, post: 145451, member: 404"] [CENTER][B][SIZE=7][MEDIA=youtube]kfpRZ5Hdagw[/MEDIA] Happy Xmas (War Is Over)[/SIZE] [SIZE=5]Season 6 (Between "Mama Dearest" and "The Ewing Blues")[/SIZE][/B][/CENTER] “Film… four words… third word…” Miss Ellie snuck out of the room, which overflowed with excitement as her family battled it out in a round of Charades. Guesses were thrown out from everyone, as Ray motioned his arms wildly, in display of awe until Sue Ellen’s brain clicked. “Wonderful.” “It’s A Wonderful Life,” Pamela rapidly recalled the title and the entire family applauded, when Ray confirmed she was correct. Ever the kid, Bobby leapt to his feet and snatched the next instruction card from J.R.’s hand. “My turn.” Everyone in the room expressed their amusement, as J.R. accepted the defeat pretty well with Sue Ellen sat upon his knee. No one, but Donna, noticed Miss Ellie’s discrete departure and she softly patted Ray’s shoulder, before she followed her step-mother-in-law into the kitchen. It was her first Christmas since without Jock. Almost an entire year had passed; nevertheless, Donna didn’t doubt Miss Ellie had dreaded the winter holiday for quite some time. “Got any more of that mulled cider left?” She plopped her empty cup onto the kitchen surface and the noise summoned Miss Ellie from the distant memories she had fallen into. “I certainly do,” Miss Ellie broke into a wide smile. “It’s nice to see everybody so at peace with one another, isn’t it?” Donna innocently noted, as if she hadn’t personally confronted each and every member of the family to ensure Christmas would be business-free for her sake. The battle of Jock’s will had divided the family and the painful effects were experienced on a daily basis, in particular for the family matriarch, who had even contemplated destruction of the will in its entirety. Pamela and Sue Ellen were easy to win over. Sue Ellen co-ordinated a photoshoot for the family Christmas card; Pamela structured in activities for Miss Ellie with John Ross and Christopher. J.R. and Bobby shook hands and promised that there would be zilch discussion of the company until the New Year arrived, and it appeared to be as much a relief for them as it was for Miss Ellie. “I don’t think I’ve seen them quite so happy,” Miss Ellie conceded, with a quick nod of her head. “J.R. and Sue Ellen, especially.” For what must have been the first time [I]ever, [/I]her eldest son and his wife had reached a happier state of affairs than Bobby and Pamela. “Makes it all the more sad that Jock isn’t here to see it, doesn’t it?” Donna so eloquently read her mind. The older woman battled fresh tears she had promised would not make an appearance on such a happy occasion. “I can understand exactly how you feel, Miss Ellie. The first year after Sam died was the hardest. I was lucky to have Ray…” she admitted. Miss Ellie softly smiled, “…and I’m lucky to have all of you.” Donna twisted her lips and her eyes twinkled, “I think, [I]we’re[/I] the lucky ones. Without you, this family would have fallen apart by now.” “I’m not so sure it hasn’t already,” Miss Ellie crowed, a semblance of bitterness behind her tone. In the New Year, she would be faced with the ultimate decision - whether to contest Jock's will, his desires of sound-mind, and end the competition; end the pain, the heartache, the divide. “No. You and Jock raised your family to be better than that.” She declared with such assurance that Miss Ellie almost accepted her word as gospel. “One day in the not-too-distant future, we will all be sat around that table and we will be a [I]real [/I]family unit. You just need to have hope. That’s what Christmas is all about, isn’t it?” Donna curled an arm around Miss Ellie’s narrow shoulders and pecked her on the cheek. “John Lennon said it best;… the war is over, if [I]you[/I] want it.” [/QUOTE]
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