“Were you thinking Christmas Eve or Christmas Day?” Lilith asked us after we told his parents our plans.
“Christmas Eve.” James and I say at the same time. We never discussed that part, but I’m happy to know we’re on the same page at least. He squeezed my hand and continued talking to his mom. “We don’t want anything fancy mom, remember that.”
“Of course son.” She was writing down a few things in her notebook which made me think she didn’t hear anything we said.
“Mom!”
“What is it?” She looked up from her notebook with an innocent look on her face.
“Nothing fancy. There’s not a lot of time, so we want to focus on food for the guests instead of the decorations.”
“I don’t see why we can’t do somethin
