Read me a tory, Lida. Lyssa walked up to Alida with a fairy tale book in her little hands. Alida was so happy. She knew she wouldnt ever replace Lyssas Nana. But she loved the baby and was delighted to scoop her up onto her lap in the corner of the couch. Cheney stood back in quiet approval, taking in the holiday scene in his living room. The small tree glowed warmly with twinkling lights. Four or five gifts were stacked at the base of the tree. There was coffee brewing, and it mingled with the scent of the pine boughs Alida had put on the counter with the red taper candles she had found at the dollar store. He smiled at Alida and Lyssa as they read the story of the fairy who lived in a giant oak tree. It was Lyssas favorite. Merry Christmas, Pahpa, Lyssa said. And it was.
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