Chapter 13
Travis rustled Winston out of bed on Christmas Day at first daylight. “Let’s go cut a Christmas tree. I can’t believe no one thought of that.”
“Duh, yeah. What’s wrong with us.” He wanted to stay in bed and have s*x, but Travis was right.
They headed out quietly and went north. After about ten minutes, they found a fir tree of the right size and shape. Travis picked up the ax and prepared to swing.
“Hey, wait.” Winston took the ax. “You’ve never used an ax before, have you?”
Travis tilted his head back and let out a crooked smile. “It’s that obvious?”
Winston chuckled and had the tree down in short order. They inspected for insects and hauled it home. Travis went to the new garage, part of the house, and dragged out Christmas balls and decorations. After another forty-five
