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SAVANNAH
DECEMBER 25, 2017
My dress was Christmas green, my lipstick was Christmas red, and everything was all right at our annual Christmas party. Dad had been having it before he and Kathy got married, and he’d had it every year since too. We all went to church for Christmas Eve Mass, Dad threw one giant party for all of his friends the night of Christmas. The only year we’d missed it was when Dad’s work had taken us all to Paris for the holiday, when I was in college.
This year was like every other year. Except I had a date.
“I got you more champagne,” Smith said with a smile solely for me.
He was handsome, just the way I liked them. He’d been a Holy Cross boy in high school, a few years older than me. He knew Derek well enough to fear him, but he’d grown out of that boyish fea
