“I don’t have space for holiday spirit.” “Sure, you do. I mean, you’ve already got the biggest part,” I said, pointing at the bare tree. “It’s just sad that you have that whole tree and not a single thing on it.” River glanced at the tree with a look I couldn’t decipher, and then his eyes found mine again. “Come on,” I begged. “You’ve got to have a box of Christmas decorations.” The heavy sigh he let loose next made me smile. “You do, don’t you? Where is it?” “The loft,”
