Chapter 5Gabe
Christmas in Medina with the family was pretty much the same as always. Mom, Dad, and I went to my sister’s place for dinner on Christmas Eve. Karen and her husband Chip had two kids, twins, Beth and Bart. The twins were eight, and I was their favorite uncle. Of course I had to be, since Chip didn’t have any brothers or sisters. He was the accountant with Dad’s company, and Karen had the only interior design shop in town. She did a lot of work for Dad’s clients, and she’d given me some good tips on fixing up my half of the duplex.
We had a wonderful dinner and then sat around the tree watching the fire burn. About eight o’clock, Karen popped corn. She made cocoa for the rug rats and the rest of us had mulled wine. Despite having special permission to stay up until ten o’clo
