Grace
The sun was slowly sinking on the horizon, casting a warm and soothing glow across the room. I stood by the window, watching as the golden rays painted the world outside with shades of orange and pink. A sense of calm washed over me.
The Festival was officially over. The days since then had crawled, walked, and sprinted by, and somehow, it was now New Year’s Eve. The blizzard had finally passed.
“Are you sure?” Jackson asked, shrugging on his jacket.
I smiled at him. “I’m absolutely sure. You’re already going to be crammed in there with all of your cousins, and honestly, I think we could all use a quiet night.”
He sighed. “Well, if you change your mind. You know how to find me.”
I nodded. “Have fun.”
I heard him leaving and took a deep breath. Cecil and Richard were alrea
