Chapter 26 ~ December 25 Holly Jolly ChristmasMickey was dancing to Michael Bublé’s Christmas album when he saw Freda’s car pull into the drive. For a moment, he thought Gram was coming home after all. But Kenna and Rita were both the spitting image of Freda, and he quickly realized the bundled up lump behind the wheel was his mother, a shorter, plumper version of Gram.
A few minutes later, Kenna called out from the mudroom and Mickey danced towards her, arms outstretched, a cocktail in one hand. He was already two drinks in and feeling the warm glow of emotional generosity.
“Mum! Finally! I was getting worried. We let Sashay open a toy while we waited, but Santa hasn’t arrived yet,” he said, making air quotes around Santa. “How’s Gram? Can I get you some Christmas cheer?” He lifted his
