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ROMI
’Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house…was chaos.
Okay, it was only lunchtime, but Addy and Paulo had walked in ten minutes ago, so I couldn’t see the situation improving any time soon. But that was okay.
This time last year, it had just been Davis and me, sharing a bowl of popcorn and watching The Grinch. Now at twenty-six years old, I was about to celebrate my first proper Christmas since Mom died. And despite everything that had happened in the past several months, it would be a good Christmas, not because of the food or the decorations or the gifts, but because of the people.
Darla followed behind Paulo, and Deck had already arrived. Davis had flown in yesterday and Blue was still with us, although she’d be moving into the Crowes’ garage apartment in t
