Chapter Thirty-Two
Audrey
I walked up the stairs to Dallas’ family home, kicking the snow off my boots when I reached the door. Fresh snow had fallen during the night, dusting the landscape with fairy dust. I stepped through the door, nudging it with my shoulder. I had a large basket filled with rolls and pies. Thea, being the whirlwind she was, had assigned various tasks for cooking today’s Christmas dinner. We’d done most of the cooking and baking at my parents’ home because the kitchen here was empty from when they’d moved out.
After Dallas had shown up two days before Christmas, I had changed my plans when he asked me to stay. Instead of visiting my parents, they were coming up here. Thea and I had stayed up late last night cooking in our kitchen. She’d carted the ham and a few cass
