Jayden didn’t actually like Christmas very much.
Christmas was meant to be for big parties and lots of family members and a ridiculous amount of presents and food, and snow that never came because they didn’t exactly live in Scotland, you know? If they ever got snow, it’d be at least mid-January. And Uncle Andy coming didn’t exactly mean a big family. And Dad always wanted to watch the Christmas film (and it was always crap) and ever since Nana died, Christmas had seemed too quiet without her sniping at Mum for not doing things the way Nana would have done them.
It just seemed a bit sad. Five people wasn’t a Christmas. Maybe next year he’d stay at Cambridge: they had a Christmas dinner in the dining hall, and the entire college had been lavishly decorated, and Mum’s decorations didn’t ev
