Chapter 119
- "It’s not Christmas yet," Lucette protested, even as she felt a tremulous thrill of excitement.
- ‘It’s after midnight.’ Ariston sat cross-legged on the thick rug in front of the fire and patted the space next to him. We’ll open it together, so we can see at the same time.
- Lucette said, and a little bit awkwardly, because of her growing bump, sat next to him on the rug.