A Perfect Christmas
I heard your huge sigh of relief as you shut the door behind your parents. Our first Christmas get-together and we had pulled it off nicely. Everyone seemed to have a great time getting to know each other, and they had really seemed to get along very well, which had been somewhat of a worry on both of our parts. I laughed at you as you turned around and fell playfully backwards against the door. My smile faded quickly though, once I caught another horrible glimpse of the mess, that at one...