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" Chris snorted.
But right now, I think he needed to feel that himself.
His hands expertly wrapped, threaded, twisted, and tugged the rope just how he wanted it. Repeating from back to front, weaving patterns he knew from memory.
Thanksgiving had always been my favorite holiday, even before Christmas and my birthday, which was also in December. It kicked off the true holiday season for me.
Nothing. A piece of me had been lost, and I wanted it back.
"Holly. " Chris lifted his head.
Noticed the sparkle there.