Loads and loads of people swarmed the area, bundled up in coats, scarves, and woolen hats, their laughter and chatter merging into a festive hum. It seemed like half of New York City had descended upon Rockefeller Center to enjoy the iconic ice skating rink. The air was crisp, tinged with the faint scent of roasted chestnuts and hot cocoa from nearby vendors. Parking the car had been nothing short of a nightmare, but when I glanced over at Em and saw her eyes light up with wonder, it was worth every minute of frustration.
Her excitement was palpable as she took in the scene, her gaze darting from the enormous Christmas tree towering over the plaza to the bustling rink below. She turned to me, her expression brimming with curiosity. “Are we people-watching?” she asked, her tone light and t
