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Then he was traveling back to the middle and upwards again through the valley.
There were soft clicking sounds while he spun the numbers on the lock and when the latch released.
He did it again with the same effect.
That this year, the traditions woven into my memory since childhood had already begun to unravel because my parents became snowbirds.
Add to that the absence of my parents, boyfriend, and favorite holiday dinner. All of it culminated in me being a little on the cranky side when I crawled out of bed Thursday morning.
And I wasn't talking the kinky way. Over an hour later, I was still rocking back-and-forth when Chris pulled into the lot.
Dirk rejoined our intimate cluster at the kitchen island and looked me in the eyes for probably the first time ever. "Honestly, Holly, the specific details of that night were and still are a blur.
" Chucking off my coat on one of the dining table chairs, I stumbled back with a small squeal. The kitchen had been cleaned, the couch put back to order, and Dirk and Jolie were not in the immediate vicinity.