All I want for Christmas

David couldn’t wait to get out of the office. It was Christmas eve and he wanted to go home. Just climb in bed and fall asleep.
Finally, when it turned five o clock, he made sure to get out of the office as quickly and quietly as possible. He didn’t want to stay for drinks or any chatty, party stuff. He made his way to the elevators as fast as he could.
Outside it was cold and rainy. He couldn’t decide if he should take a taxi or the subway. Whilst standing around for a few seconds, he noticed a girl on the other side of the road watching him. She was standing there, her brown hair, was wet against her face. She was dressed in jeans and boots with a warm coat and scarf. She didn’t turn her eyes away from him for one second. It was as if she wanted to look through him….
The only thing strange about her, was that she was holding a tattered teddy bear in her hands. He was fascinated, he crossed the road and as he did she closed her eyes, holding her hands in front of her face.
Shyly she smiled at him. He looked at the teddy in her hands: “Yours?” “Yes, it was a special gift from my dad… how are you?” He looked at her surprised. “I’m fine, do I know you?” She smiled, a sad shadow like the cold rainy clouds spilled over her face. “Uhm…. You use to….” He looked surprise at her: “I do?” She nodded her head in confirmation and said “uhm…. yes, I am not supposed to be here.” She looked and nervously plaid with a puddle of rain.
“How so? As I asked, from where do I know you? Or rather from where do you know me?” He seemed very confused, not knowing what to say…
He had no words as her facial expression changed from gloomy to upset, mad and hostile. “Yes, so you say, then again,” she put emphasis on the “then again”; “you can recollect your job?”
“I apologise my dear, but you honestly are puzzling me. Would you like to go for a cup of coffee so that we can talk”? She started yelling at him viciously: “Mom told me to stop coming, I have been coming here for 3 years in a row. Since I was twelve. You truly remember nothing?”
He shook his head no…... he appeared distraught. She started crying; grabbing his arm: “That Christmas eve you, mom and me, wanted to go Christmas shopping. You forgot your wallet at work and hurried back to fetch it……. when you were crossing the road, you turned around to wave at us. You didn’t see the truck.” She cried profoundly: “All the bones in your body were shattered. You were in a coma for months. When you recovered you did not recognised us.” She pulled him by his hand dismayed: “The doctors said we should let your live on your own until your memory comes back. It is three years already: Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!”
He looked at her? His daughter, how she has grown up? He didn’t even recognise her: Roxanne…. He looked at her, how gorgeous she was. How he wished he could just hold her once in his arms…
His eyes turned as cold as stone: “Nice story little girl……totally ludicrous and fictional; I don’t know you, at no time have.” He turned around and walked away, with a sigh: that accident was a blameless coincidence to get his rebellious wife and her family out of his life. Just too bad his daughter had to suffer the consequences as well. For a second he felt gloomy and alone, remorse showing on his face…….