Chapter 297: Love Potion, Part 1

"Where are we going?" I asked.

Aunt Beth turned down the car radio and twisted in her seat to look at me. "To see Christmas lights. There's an elderly gentleman who lives on what used to be a horse farm. His wife was housebound for medical reasons, but she loved Christmas, so he started putting up lights that she could see from inside. Every year, he'd string more lights, and eventually, people started driving by, and then stopping." She smiled. "It's grown so much over the years, and when his wife died - rest her soul - he continued in her honor. Now, it's a local attraction."

"Oh," I said.

That sounded like something Trent would do. I wished he was here with me tonight, but Aunt Beth insisted tonight and tomorrow was family time, which meant I was going two full days without seeing Trent.

"We go here every year on Christmas Eve. It's a tradition," Abby said. She didn't look up from her phone when she spoke, and that meant she was probably texting Isach.