Fighting Fire (Finding Focus Book 3) by Jiffy Kate

Author:Jiffy Kate [Kate, Jiffy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fighting Fire
Publisher: Jiffy Kate
Published: 2017-09-27T16:00:00+00:00

Dear Santa,

I’ve been a good boy, mostly. And all I want for Christmas is world peace. Or at least peace at the Landry Plantation. So my mama doesn’t murder us all.

Amen.

CHRISTMAS IN LOUISIANA. IT’S KINDA like how Forrest Gump explains life, it’s like a box of chocolates, because you really never know what you’re gonna get. Weather-wise, at least. Sometimes it’s cold, meaning you can wear a thin sweater or jacket and not die of heatstroke. Other times, you might die of heatstroke no matter what you wear, thanks to the heat and humidity, and then there are days like today—perfectly mild. The humidity isn’t stifling, making you feel like you’re walking through syrup, and there’s even a slight breeze blowing around.

I’ve heard some people—Yankees, mostly—say it’s just not Christmas without snow or freezing temperatures but this is how it is down south. Yeah, it may look silly to decorate our houses with snowmen and such, but knowing there’s not a snowball’s chance in, well, Louisiana that we’ll get the real stuff on Christmas day, we have to pretend a little.

It’s mid-morning by the time Dani and I make it to my parents’ house. With it being our first Christmas together, naturally, we slept in as much as we could before exchanging gifts and having a little private holiday loving. I would’ve been perfectly fine spending the day wrapped up in Dani and nothing else, but I know my mama would never let that happen. She’d show up and drag me out by my ear, fussing about how you’re supposed to be with your family on Jesus’ birthday and, of course, she’d be right. Doesn’t mean I didn’t think about testing her, though.

Sure enough, as soon as we walk inside the house, Mama lets out a relieved sigh like she’s been waiting for us for hours, which she probably has been.

“There you two are!” She greets us with even tighter hugs than usual and leads us into the family room.

Because it’s a Landry Christmas tradition, regardless of the outdoor temperature, the fireplace that’s rarely used is lit, giving the room an extra cozy feeling. But because it is Louisiana, the back door is opened a bit so the heat doesn’t overwhelm the cozy.

“Merry Christmas, Annie,” Dani says. “I hope you haven’t been waiting long for us to get here. Micah said we could show up whenever we wanted.”

Dani lets out a yelp when I poke her in the ribs, which is my way of thanking her for throwing me under the bus. In turn, she sticks her tongue out at me before she places the presents we brought under the Christmas tree. It’s there and then I silently thank Baby Jesus for bringing her into my life. Despite our arguing lately, I still feel like the luckiest guy on earth that she’s with me.

“In my defense,” I start, “you didn’t tell us when to get here. You said it was, and I quote, casual.” I mimic quotation marks to further defend myself.

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