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Glen and Morgan finally emerged from the kitchen. 

“Geez took you guys long enough.”  Spencer complained just to be annoying to Glen.

“Well we could have finished them faster if Mr. But I Could have won, over here stopped complaining.” She couldn’t help but chuckle at the boy’s cuteness, he was like a little boy.  The girl couldn’t get over how wonderful the Carlins were.  Glen, although acting as if he were mad from her earlier comments aided her towards the empty sofa next to Paula and Arthur.  He then turned around getting her hot tea for them. 

So there they were the Carlin clan, and…well, and Taylor.  The fire crackling, a few head lazy turned towards the windows watching the snow fall peacefully.  Tomorrow would be Christmas morning.  No one even noticed because they watched it gradually happen, but slowly the ground was layered with snow.  The grass no longer visible. 

A Christmas feeling.  I don’t think I’ve ever had one of these.  Where it actually feels like Christmas.  Ashley thought to herself.  Taking in the scent of her tea, glad to have Spencer’s weight on her as she watched the snow with intent.  Spencer’s head still laid on her shoulder she watched as the blonde girl’s grip on the mug loosened and her breathing evened out.  Looking down she saw the blonde snoozing.  Ashley loved these moments. Watching Spencer sleep, she always looked like such an angel.  So maybe Christmas with the Carlins wasn’t ALL bad. 

Clay held Chelsea closely to him.  So many years after high school, their children were older now.  He remembered how shocked they both were when the doctor realized there were in fact two babies.  All this time and he still loved his wife so much.  There isn’t a day in my life when I think about how drastically this wonderful woman has changed my life.  He kissed her head lovingly, getting a confused look, almost like a puppy going, ‘what was that for?’ from the girl in his arms.  The two gazed at each other, smiling, happy to just be looking into each other’s eyes.