Chapter Thirty Two
** A few months later **
Missy’s point of view
I kept tossing and turning in bed, I just couldn’t sleep. I don’t know why, it was like my brain wouldn’t switch off or some thing, It was really annoying. Today.. Or rather tonight was December 24th. Christmas eve.
Mum and dad had been keeping me up dated with every thing that was going on back home. Nicky had taken to his role as ‘’Santa’’ really well apparently. Dad said that he has passed his training with flying colours, he was amazing. It's not often my dad would praise some one so the fact he was praising Nicky, was a big statement.
I was glad that he has fully embraced it. No distractions. It was good. Maybe the fact that it was Christmas eve was why I couldn't sleep. Maybe subconsciously... I was worried abo
