Chapter 28

~Zayne Beckett~

The night before Christmas Eve. Meghan and I were decorating the tree while our Mom prepared the kitchen to cook a feast for our annual Christmas Eve Dinner.

I'm not a big fan of Christmas, but I do enjoy it a little, for Meg's sake. Our father would've dressed up as Santa while we decorated the tree, but because of his absence, I had to carry on a tradition so to speak.

Yeah, I know I haven't spoken about him a lot. The guy's in the Military, so he hasn't been back for a couple of years. From what I've heard, he's been trying to get in contact with us for a long time, but he never did.

"I want to put the star!" Meg says excitedly, pulling the top ornament out of the box. I hoisted her up and she took her precious little time to position it just right.

"Can you hurry up? You're heavy."

"I'm not the one who ate an entire turkey last year," she mumbled.

"Hey, be thankful Mom prepared two," I said, putting her down.