The Billionaire’s fill-in housekeeper
“Fingers crossed. Your mom’s calling.”
“Ray? Come down, let’s go. Your grandma is blaring up my phone.”
“Daddy, can I share food and gifts with you guys tomorrow?”
“Sure,” Jai says, starting the car.
“Hurray. It’s freezing, and everywhere is covered in snow.”
“Yes, it is,” I say, pulling up the neck my turtleneck sweater.
I switch on the radio, and ‘All I want for Christmas is you’ starts playing.
“I don't want a lot for Christmas.” Ray sings.
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