Ch 24: Merry Christmas

Amilia pov:

If azrael is anything, it's stubborn. For the past week she has been doing nothing but trying to get me into the Christmas spirit. We spent the nights out and driving through neighborhoods to look at the Christmas lights.

We went Christmas caroling and we hated it, we made gingerbread houses and men, bought presents for the dogs together. We even made cookies and put up some decorations around the house. Now we're getting a tree.

"Is this necessary?" I groaned as she opened my door for me. She patted my butt and hooked her arm around my shoulder.

"Yes. A tree is the most important thing we can buy for the holiday." She looked like a little kid with the amount of sparkle in her eyes.

Walking through the crowd of people and going down aisles we looked for a good tree. She wanted an actual tree for the house, she said it would be more authentic.

I didn't care about shopping for the tree but It was fun watching kids tackle the poor woman. She played and rough housed with them