Tis the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse.
The fire glowed low as snow fell quietly outside, turning the world soft and still. I pulled my blanket closer and thought about how nights like this have a way of bringing people together, even when theyβre far apart.
Somewhere, Eddie was probably still awake, spreading a bit of Christmas spirit and reminding everyone that this season is about sharing β stories, laughter, and a little bit of hope. It made the silence feel warmer, like we were all part of the same moment.
As the embers faded and the room grew quiet, I smiled, grateful for simple things, kind people, and the magic that only Christmas seems to know.
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