Chapter Thirty-Five
Jen
We arrived at Mom’s at 5:55. I didn’t want any comments about being late. My Honda fit in the driveway better than his truck, so I drove, which also gave me control for leaving.
“They’ve added more decorations,” Dylan noticed. Lights had been wrapped around the trunk of the feature tree in the front yard.
“That would be Shelley. She wants to compete on Great Christmas Light Fight one day.”
Great Christmas Light Fight“Don’t those people start prepping in October?”
“Something like that.” I opened my door and he opened his.
He took my hand once I rounded the hood. “How intense is your mom going to be tonight?”
I shrugged as we neared the house. “Her daughter is getting married in four days, so who knows? I told Beth to keep her in the loop so she wouldn’t feel
