“That happens every year?” he asks, pointing to the trees where Ian is still, presumably, chasing after Landon. Unless one of them has already killed the other. “Oh yeah.” Emily chuckles. “It’s part of the plan. Prepare the food. Clean up the garden. Watch Ian and Landon duke it out over hanging the lights. When you think about it, it’s like a tradition.” “You guys are a strange bunch,” Law says, but with an affectionate smile, like he doesn’t mind at all. “Thank you,” Cecilia replies and grins. Matt looks at Law. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the weirdness.”
