Claudette
I wake up bright and early as today is my favorite holiday. It also means I don't have any combat training for the day. I love that we have our own home, but there are days when I wish we were in the packhouse 24/7 so I could see David whenever I wanted to. My dad is the best baker I have ever known and has taught me so much. Cooking, however, I learned from grandma.
I decide to make pancakes in the shape of Christmas trees, stars, and candy canes. Next, I set the table and pour orange juice into each glass. I know the second I begin cooking the bacon, everyone will wake up from the aroma. While the bacon sizzles, I begin with the eggs.
"It smells delicious in here, princess." I hear my dad's voice as he enters the kitchen.
"Merry Christmas, dad." I greet with a smile. He
