The Family Holiday Novels & Stories

That would be a four-day trip, and they had to be back in time for school. Ethan finally found his backbone. "Why don't you call Hensley and see what their plans are? That way we could all get flights together. We're going to buy tickets today." The Shaws did the same thing for Thanksgiving every year. An elaborate spread over lunch that extended into dinner and left me wanting to sleep for a week. They hadn't said a word to me about Portia since I'd left, and I wasn't ready to find out what she'd been doing by showing up at the dinner table. "Do you guys care if I stay here? I haven't asked for any time off at the bookstore, and I'm sure everyone else has."

Don’t wait up ❤️ The replies came fast. Cameron: Girl’s night! Tell Trina I said hi. Casey: Be safe. Text if you need me to scare anyone. Adrian: You deserve rest. Enjoy it. Alexander: Glad you’re taking a break. See you tomorrow, little sister. She smiled, slipping her phone into her bag. Family. The word still felt new, warm in her chest. The car ride to the takeout place was filled with laughter. Trina queued up music that was equal parts pop and chaos, singing loudly to the parts she actually knew. Keith drove, shaking his head at every missed lyric but grinning anyway.

Mom and Jesse, on the other hand, were in a surprisingly good mood. I even overheard snippets of their conversation. "Is it possible for me to fly and study dance abroad now that we have more than 1.5 million dollars? I'd like a Porsche too, so please buy it for me, Mom!" Jesse said. "I'll get it for you, Jesse. I'm sure your father, looking down from heaven, would want to indulge his favorite little princess, just like he always did," Mom replied.

I closed my eyes, letting the last shred of my attachment to family die. "Think whatever you want. But Mom, even if you kill yourself right now, I'm still telling everyone the truth about that matcha."

Hearing her tell me that her own week may be just as glum as mine didn't make me feel any better. "Do you have to go?" I ask her, hoping she could just skip the family holiday this year, and we make our own memories. "I did ask if I could stay home, but Mum shut that idea down, stating that this is a family tradition, one that her own father started back when she and Aunty Bridget were kids" She rolls her eyes. "I then asked if you could come too, but was told that with Samantha and me sharing one tent and Heath and Ed sharing another, there'd be no room."

She plans to tell Riccardo how she feels about him when they are alone this weekend. Riccardo is looking forward to his little surprise for Mia. The children are as excited as he is. They will fly with this private jet to and private airport, where they will be picked up by a limo and taken to the family vacation home. Regarded doesn't want to spend time on the roads, and he decides they would instead fly and spend more time together at the vacation home in Florida. Soon, it is time for the school holidays. The family leaves for the airport early that morning, and they fly to Florida as they want to be early. When they reach the holiday home, they unpack and go to the beach immediately. The

"Not long at all." "Ah," she said softly and lightly touched my arm. "Since Emmett never brings guests into his house, my entire family is quite shocked to know that you are spending the holiday here, with him. It's all new to us." My mind went to the face of her aunts and uncles when they had first seen me. I had caught no expression on their faces that supported this claim, but perhaps they could all read each other better than I could.

When the rogues kidnapped me, my father, my brother, and my fiancé wouldn't even give three hundred dollars as ransom. Yet they threw tens of millions dollars at my adopted sister's birthday celebration while I was butchered by rogues who never got their payment. The adoptive sister’s parents died saving me, and after my family took her in, she became the center of attention—and the most important person—in our home. But when they got my death finally, they all fell into deep sorrow.

Max nuzzled Eva’s thigh, and his voice was sugary sweet when he suggested, “I heard my team members at the club say that there's an old town in River City that's really fun!” Mia nodded as well. “Daddy, Mommy, I want to go on holiday to the old town. Our family hasn't had a holiday together yet.” The children looked forward to it as they blinked at Eva and Nathan, hoping they would agree to this. These two little rascals. Eva kissed them gently on each side of their cheeks. Before she could say anything, Max said pitifully again, “Let’s go, Mommy. We haven’t even visited the hot springs Daddy said he would take us to.”

“Oh, yeah. And we gather for all holidays and stuff. But - whenever we gather for Thanksgiving, for example, or any of the other bigger holidays, there’s always an uncle Joe or Grandpa Ben who starts speaking nonsense and reminding everyone of the mistakes they made last year. And they, yes- they drive me mad. I blame my issues on them. “ Mike joked and took a sip from his drink too, “ But it’s just… the typical holidays and family, you know. “ “ I don't , actually. “ Killin said, and his voice was full of so much honesty, Mike wanted to gather him in his arms and take him away from here. He’d already assumed what Killian’s family might have been ,but he still asked. “You never meet your