My dad warned him it was a horrible idea. A gift from the pack for all the trouble he caused for not protecting Titus and me properly. Xavier had given my mother an unlimited credit card. Presents were piled much higher this year under and around the tree. Darius was curled up with Storm on the loveseat. Xavier and Rose were sitting at the table with my dad. My mother had holiday music playing in the kitchen as she put a breakfast casserole into the oven. I stumbled down the stairs Christmas morning with Titus right behind me, stretching his arms overhead.
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