Chapter 10: Cole
Cole was so excited to have his own room that he got dressed in the T-shirt and sleep pants Wyatt had given him and snuggled into the comfy bed forgetting that snowmen don’t sleep. He didn’t care. It was nice to be in a safe place, surrounded by the people he was literally made for, excited about the future. He lay on his back, soaking up the nighttime noises of the house. He thought if he strained his ears hard enough, he could hear someone lightly snoring. Was it Wyatt or Oliver? It had to be Oliver. Wyatt would never make that sweet little snort at the end. How could he be so lucky?
His luck was short lived. At some point past midnight, he smelled the unmistakable mentholated odor of a chain-smoking elf. He was already gingerly getting out of bed when the first pebble
