After church, they returned home for a quick nap and a light supper before attacking the Christmas tree.
“All right, everyone,” Ellen said, pitching her voice higher than normal to make herself heard over Kayleigh and Jordan, who had decided to quarrel over some unknown disagreement. “I need all the menfolk to follow me to the basement and carry up the ornaments.”
Michael trailed after Sean and the newly arrived second brother, Jason, through the house and into a pantry behind the kitchen, where a steep, cement staircase led into cobwebby depths.
Jason looks really different from the other two, Michael noted in the glare of a single, bare lightbulb. Black, spiky hair with lots of gel, small and slender with pretty, almost feminine features, dressed in torn jeans and a blazer. Interestin
