Shannon’s POV.
I’m wiped out from yesterday. I have gone over the will countless times and I still can’t believe my dad made me president.
Chance and I decorated our tree and the living room at the house. We made Christmas cookies like we always do and cuddled up on the sofa watching his favourite Christmas movie. The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, then again, it is one of my faves, that and A Muppets Christmas Carol.
Once Chance was asleep, I carried him up to his bed and tried to sleep. I managed a few hours before I came back downstairs, grabbed my phone and started ordering some Christmas presents for my boy, even though I packed his from back home. I needed something to do because I wasn’t tired.
I think back to all the stories my dad used to tell me about the club and his dad, Moun
