Ice Planet Holiday (Ice Planet Barbarians, #4.75)

by Ruby Dixon

Megan leans forward, excited. “We should celebrate Christmas!” Nora snorts. “Girl, I’m Jewish.” “Oh.” Megan frowns. “Sorry.”

I neglect the religion aspect.

telling him what I know of Hanukkah (mostly from Adam Sandler songs),

I yawn and lean against Josie, huddled near the fire as she tells us one horrible Christmas story after another. Apparently she had a terrible childhood and likes to regale us with tales of how awful it was.

“I am your mate. I should be at your side at all times, especially when you are hurting.”

and I’ve enjoyed the daily soccer matches between the big, hulking sa-khui

let's fucking go they got SOCCER

“I think if we ended up resonating, it’d be the end of the world or something.”

Josie’s putting on a new tunic, and the hem is embroidered with thick, upraised designs that I’ve seen Liz working on for the last few weeks.

LIZ I LOVE YOU

“I heard you resonate. Both of you. I was close enough to hear it, and saw your faces.” For a moment, he looks bitterly sad, and then quickly masks it again.