Christmas is always a joy for me, but ever since my nephew Dominic has been old enough to rip through wrapping paper like a tornado through Kansas, it’s been that much more special. Christmas is for kids. Having a kid around makes the holiday even better. Here I have a video of Dominic and my brother looking for me during round 100 or so of “Hide & Go Seek”. I’m in my Mom’s closet (go figure…) peeking out through the crack. Notice how even though Dominic has a sword in hand, he is the first to skedaddle when I leap out yelling. Heh. Heh.
Oh, and sorry for the dark quality. I’ve put a (flashed) picture below.

“Don’t go home,” Jack said. “Spend Christmas with me.”
“We’ve just met,” I smiled.
He seemed hurt, which made me feel bad. “I can come tomorrow night. Same place.”
“Lost in the same place in my woods? Good luck with that,” he pouted.
“My parents’ place then,” I offered. “They’ll want to thank…” Jack embraced me unexpectedly and kissed me like every boyfriend I’d ever had was kissing me all at once.
My parents found me on their porch the next morning; my wrapping-paper skin blue with frost and a frozen smile like I’d gotten the best Christmas gift ever.

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