Carlton was getting worried. It was two days before what would have been Christmas and what usually was a lively town filled with holiday spirit was just barren and cold. Carlton wracked his brain the day Josie made him realize that no one knew what Christmas was; what could he have possibly done to have ruined the holidays. Many sleepless nights made him realize it must have been the train and he didn’t know how but he was going to fix it.
Which is why Carlton was staring at his train hours after his shift was over expecting it to do something.
“Come on” he muttered for the umpteenth time wondering if he was just losing his mind.
“I was wrong about Christmas. The holidays are special, I shouldn’t take them for granted. Please do something.” he shouted at the train but nothing. All the things that he complained about before, he missed now; the carolers, the wreaths. Carlton sighed.
“Hey Carlton, what are you still doing here?” Carlton’s boss, Neil Thompson said as he stepped out of his office.
“Nothing Neil, just about to head home.” Carlton was about to walk out when he heard Neil call his name.
“Carlton, while you’re still here, can you move your train to the yard? Sorry about the last minute notice but we’re getting some extra deliveries for the end of the month.” Neil said and threw Carlton the keys.
Carlton sighed as he climbed into the cab of his train, it wasn’t like he had anything else going on. Carlton slowly pulled the train into the yard thinking about past holiday seasons. Carlton lingered in the yard for a minute before jumping out of the cab and heading back to the station. It was as he was walking up to the platform that he noticed something, twinkling lights.
“Oh Carlton, come give me a hand” Carlton jumped as he noticed Doris Acer, his sweet senior citizen neighbor on a ladder near the station sign.
“Of course, but what are you doing?” Carlton said as held the ladder as Doris climbed down.
“Well, what do you think, silly? I have to put these decorations up for Christmas.”
“Christmas? You know about Christmas?!” Carlton exclaimed growing excited.
Doris looked at him strangely. “What do you mean ‘I know about Christmas’, are you feeling ok?”
Carlton laughed, he’s gotten used to people looking at him strangely, but somehow he did it; he got Christmas back. Carlton looked back at his train, he wondered what else his train could do?