The content in this Chronicle and on this website is intended for adults 18 years and older. A Christmas Party from Hell by R.L. Mathewson “Tell me again why we’re going to this thing,” Trevor said, rubbing his hands roughly down his face as he sat there, praying that someone, anyone would call him with an emergency that would save him from having to go to this thing. “Because it’s going to be fun,” Zoe said cheerfully for the benefit of their children who were all sitting in the back glaring at their mother for making them do this. “I didn’t want to say anything, but,” Sebastian started to say only to pause with a heavy sigh, →
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“What’s the name of the restaurant, sweetheart?”
“Will you make sure that I get to cook Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner?” she asked, watching his expression through narrowed eyes.
He opened his mouth, but abruptly shut it and shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that.”
“Okay,” she said, nodding thoughtfully. “I understand.”
“You do?” he asked, sounding surprised and for good reason.
She’d never given up this easily before.
She wasn’t exactly giving up now.