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Maggie: That was a Christmas miracle, wasn’t it?
Declan: Indeed. A Christmas to remember that’s for sure.
Maggie: God, it was. You know which time was my favorite.
Declan: After the lumberjack competition?
Maggie: How did you know?
Declan: I was there.
Maggie: Ha. I guess I was really passionate.
Declan: God you were. Makes me wish we had some firewood to chop right now.
Maggie: Alas, we’re in my apartment. I guess I’ll just have to reminisce about it.
Declan: Please do.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Maggie
“Maggie, Maggie, Maggie,” Hugo slides beside me. He stands shoulder to shoulder with me – looking at the painting on the wall.
“Hey Hugo,” I say, without taking my eyes off the wall. “It’s good to see you.”
“You too, as always.” I feel his eyes drift over to me. “Is this Carmichael’s latest?”
“Um-hum.”
He cocks his head to the side – taking it in. “Well shit, this is his best work, that lucky bastard.”
I let out a laugh - entirely too loud for the gallery. I cup my hand over my mouth and then shoot him a look.
He shrugs. “It is, and he is – a lucky bastard that is. Is he around here tonight?” Hugo cranes his head to look for Carmichael.
