Calix
On Christmas Eve, I made sure that Chasity slept in the same bed with us. She sometimes slept alone downstairs in her new room but I couldn’t imagine waking up without her on Christmas morning.
“Waking up to you is the greatest gift, Chasity, so I want to wake up with you on Christmas morning,” I specified, leading her up the stairs.
“What did you think of Ma and Pa?” I asked her.
Ma and Pa were Dad’s parents and they were awesome. Even though I was really close to Mom, I was not that close with her Dad and her new Stepmother who was almost Mom’s age so Mom was pissed.
“They’re colourful,” said Chasity as she entered Alex’s room.
Felix snorted with laughter and shut the door, locking it. Alex was sitting at his work desk, typing away on his laptop. How was he always so busy?
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