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HOLLY

Christe day Most people had off, but so many places were still open as well It left the City uncharacteristically quiet, with the exception of last-ift-cards; the ultimate ‘I really can’t be bothered to ift

I of course, had everything done I’d dutifully sent gifts tofor Jocelyn, for our annual Day-after-Christmas lunch I always looked forward to that, because it marked an end to the chaos We could relax and unwind over food and drinks Talk to each other about our holidays…

And boy, did I ever have so to talk about

We’d all gone our separate ways upon arriving back hoht to spend Christe, spending the day alone Being away froether

A… you miss them!

I did! And that was okay I was going to see them soon anyway All I had to do was run a few errands, and do a little grocery shopping I’d proht, e all met up at Lincoln’s loft

It wasn’t until I was cutting through To directly behind me I took a side path, then another, and each time I did the person made the same adjustment

Heart racing, I risked a glance backward He was on the shorter side, wearing a big parka with the furry hood pulled tightly over his face I could only see his breath on the air Nothing else

But he was still coait

I looked around, trying to find soet involved But it was juston me…

Or maybe it was just my—

No! Not your iination

The path turned sharply, and I hustled ahead There was a tree I knew, one with a large, thick trunk One I could hide behind One I could use tome, or—

Or maybe see who the fuck it is?