Chapter 1277 – Christmas

• A few days later, Christmas morning dawns with a fresh fall of snow, which I’m glad to see. It’s been so long since we’ve had a white Christmas. It’s the boys’ first, actually.
• They came tearing down the stairs at the break of dawn, eager for their presents, but I was ready for them, having slept down here on the couch after setting everything up.
• “Mommy!” Ian had said, giving me a big hug. “How did you beat us down here? We woke up so early.”