SeventeenDecember, 2010
Jake opened the front door, smiling at his father on the door step. Doug was holding a large red sack with white fluffy trim.
“Merry Christmas Dad,” Jake said, hugging his father. “Where's Alicia's presents?”
“Oh s**t, I forgot them,” Doug said handing Jake the sack. They made their way into the lounge, where Alicia and Katherine were sat by a huge fir tree, decorated in white lights and tinsel. A wicker angel sat on top, almost touching the ceiling. Alicia cooed at Doug from her bouncer. Her little white stockinged feet bouncing up and down at the sight of him. He got on all fours, planting a kiss on her forehead. She giggled in ecstasy, grabbing his nose with her dainty hand. “Hello princess,” he said.
“Err. What about me?” Doug climbed to his feet, gasping in
