Chapter 28: ‘Tis the Season for Ginger Spice and Everything NiceThat was still the mood I was in, when five hours later, I walked into our home. It had been a tough evening at Split. Bah humbug.
I shut the door, and inside our home, was instantly welcomed with the pleasant scent of ginger and nutmeg. It warmed my heart.
In the living room, Derek and Myles were stringing up lights across the patio doors, while in the background, Elvis sang about having a blue Christmas. I watched my two favorite redheads for a few seconds, hoping that the sight of their faces would help me forget my cares. But my heart was bruised and I only felt like hiding out somewhere to lick my wounds.
I was on the edge of losing Spencer. I could feel it. Soon, he’d tell me he preferred to live with his mother full
