Chapter216

Louise Baston 1.3k words

 

"Birdie," he said later into the drive. His face was pressed up the glass like a starfish, and he watched the neon festive lights in wonder. He loved Christmas. He loved making lists for Santa, and designing Reindeer boots to leave out— he'd always done that with his mommy...

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