CHAPTER TEN
Christmastime tends to mostly bring out the best in people – cheerful music, colorful lights, gaily wrapped gifts, a spirit of goodwill to all. Then again, most people don’t work in the police or fire department, an emergency room, or ambulance service. Those people usually have a front-row seat for the outright insanity that also tends to peak during any major holiday season.
Christmas 2010 was turning out to be no different. In the roughly three weeks since David and Renee’s wedding, Lizzie had logged an insane number of hours. The past twelve alone had been filled with festive scenes, like a shopper who’d been trampled to death by those around her desperate to possess one of the few remaining “Zhu Zhu Pets” available in the entire state of Washington. Or the drunken Santa
