Chapter 22December 22nd
Last day of work before the holidays and Victor’s legs were like spaghetti. Who’d have thought ice skating for a little while could ruin him. He stumbled into the staff cafeteria to warm his lunch.
“Should I ask?” Sara came to stand by his side to fill her coffee cup.
“Ice skating.”
“Oh my, you went ice skating after work? Are you, like, into tour-skating or something?”
Victor stared at her. “Jian. He’s made this dating advent calendar, and yesterday he took me to a lake he’d scraped free of snow and placed tiki lights around, and he tried to teach me how to skate. He apparently used to play hockey in the winter when he was a kid.”
Sara chuckled, but her expression was stunned. “He made you a dating advent calendar?”
“It isn’t an actual calendar, but every da
