Grier was enjoying walking through the market with Nick.
She found a sweet little pair of handmade clay earrings for Honey for Christmas, and she was waiting for the vendor to package them up for her.
“You have a niece and a nephew, right?” Grier asked Nick.
“Yes.”
“What are their names?”
“My nephew is named Balder, and my niece is Salli.”
“Do you get them Christmas gifts?” she asked curiously.
“I do.” He smiled at her. “I make their gifts.”
“What? Really? When do you have time to make their gifts?”
“It is a custom in our family to not buy a present for one another. My sister, Noelle, she always asks me for one thing.”
“What does she ask for?”
“My time.”
“Your time?”
“Yes. I spend an entire day with her and her alone doing whatever it is she wants. Usually, it’s skiing only t
