Liana's POV
Christmas Day was loud.
Not in a bad way. In the way of a house that had too many people in it and wasn't sorry about that at all.
Aunt Carol had arrived first with her husband Pete and their two teenage boys who immediately took over the television. Then cousin Diane with her baby on her hip and a bag of presents that took three trips from the car. Then more cousins. Then neighbours who were apparently always invited and nobody had told me. Then more people whose exact relationship to us I had stopped tracking sometime around eleven in the morning.
The house was full and warm and smelled of roast turkey and something sweet baking and my mother was in the middle of all of it completely in her element, moving between the kitchen and the sitting room and somehow feeding every
