Chapter 21
Nash plucked the silver star out of the Christmas decoration box and dangled it in front of Justin, Nathaniel and I. “Who gets to hang this thing?” he teased us with a smirk. He was a little tipsy from the brandy eggnog we’d mixed and his cheeks were rosy. I’d never seen him happier.
Of course we all knew Justin would have the honor of finishing up the Christmas tree, but I raised my hand anyway, to get him excited. Justin was a timid kid and always so reasonable. My job, I thought, was to loosen him up a little. He tentatively approached Nash. “I can do it,” he said quietly, looking cute in the red and white wool Christmas sweater I’d gotten him this afternoon. Of course, I was wearing mine.
Nathaniel laughed and snatched the star out of Nash’s hand. “Give it to him.” He off
