Jurassic + Christmas

I’m rewatching Jurassic Park. I imagine the Christmas after the park incident to be very awkward for the Hammonds. Maybe the Hammonds treat Dr. Hammond with the sort of inevitable respect we give the elderly. That unspoken acknowledgment of decades lived beyond ourselves but it comes with a slight coat of distain for all the continued years they will be in our lives. Perhaps their Christmas celebrations weren’t awkward, the money the man has. Perhaps no harm no foul was enacted, someone gifts Dr. Hammond a toy dinosaur and the room laughs. Maybe the jest, the slight of the joke, all the expense itches a scratch in the back of Dr. Hammond’s mind. An itch that itches more once the room quiets down. He forgets the fear of losing his grandchildren, the carnage, the names of the people who never left the island. He sees the possibility now, begins to solve for the errors he identified, someone refills his glass of eggnog.