Chapter Fourteen
Christmas is usually a tremendously joyful occasion, but I feel oddly subdued this year. Julia isn’t here, Matt isn’t here, I’m not speaking to my best friend, and Aiden hasn’t made any kind of f*******: contact since he accepted my friend request.
After church, Sophie and I spend the remainder of the morning helping Mom in the kitchen. Aunt Maggie and Uncle Tom join us for lunch, along with some older relatives from Dad’s side of the family. When we were younger, our grandparents always used to join us for Christmas, but they’d all passed away by the time I was fourteen. Our visitors spend all afternoon with us, and it’s early evening by the time I get the chance to send Matt a text and thank him for the necklace he got me. He replies thanking me for the cologne.
Sophi
