“We get a hotel room so we can be as loud as we want.”
Epilogue - Kara
About ten months later...
I’m sitting on the floor of a generic office space, surrounded by boxes and fabric, when my phone dings.
Bea
It’s a Christmas miracle.
Kara
Hmm...it’s October.
Bea
Fine, it’s a Halloween miracle.
Ugh, no, that sounds like raising the dead.
Clara
Get to the miracle.
Bea
We are NOT going to upstate New York for Christmas this year.
I repeat: WE ARE NOT GOING TO THAT PODUNK TOWN AND THAT TERRIBLE CABIN FOR CHRISTMAS.
I laugh. The three of us have been talking a lot about holiday plans lately. Since Christmas and Hanukkah don’t overlap this year, Peter and I are hosting both at our new place.
My parents have floated the idea of my sisters celebrating with their in-laws and the two of them coming across the pond for Christmas. And then, of course, Peter’s whole family wants to visit for Hanukkah. So it’ll be a busy December.
Clara
Wow, what changed?
Bea
I don’t know. But that’s not even the best part.
The best part is that Charlie isn’t coming.
Apparently, he’s got some kind of dust-up with his company, and he’s going to be too busy to join us.
Clara
Woot! That is exciting.
Kara
Bea, remind me what company Charlie works for again?
Bea
He runs his own company that has something to do with virtual reality.