CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Wake up, wake up, wake up! It’s Christmas!”
Emily startled awake to Chantelle’s excited cries. The little girl jumped onto the bed, hopping up and down on her knees.
“Shhh,” Emily said, laughing. “You’ll wake the guests!”
She glanced at her clock to see it wasn’t yet 5 a.m. Daniel was still asleep. Or at least pretending to be.
Emily fell back against the pillow with a groan. Two early starts in a row!
“Chantelle!” she murmured sleepily. “Couldn’t you have waited until it was at least light outside?”
But Chantelle wasn’t taking no for an answer. She bounced again on her knees, and this time it was enough to wake Daniel from his usual comatose sleep.
“What’s all this shouting about?” he said, one bleary eye open against the white pillow.
“It’s CHRISTMAS!” Chantelle
