I never thought I’d find myself in the middle of a Christmas Day drama, but here I am. Josh and I had been married for six months, and I knew holiday gatherings with his family were a big deal. Huge, actually. Every decoration had to be perfect, every dish had to be traditional, and every detail had to be just so.
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“Sam, stop fidgeting with the tablecloth,” Josh said, placing his hands on my shoulders. “Everything looks perfect.”
I smoothed my apron for the hundredth time. “I just want it to be right. It’s our first time hosting Christmas dinner.”
“And it will be!” he kissed my temple. “Remember how we first met at the office Christmas party? You organized the whole thing and it was amazing.”
