Liam woke early Christmas morning and was ready to pull the blankets over his head and stay there… forever. But then he remembered that it was Christmas morning, and he didn’t want to do that to his parents. But maybe this was just a bad dream and he was at his own condo. Liam opened one eye and looked around. Nope, he was in his old bedroom at his parents’ house. This wasn’t a nightmare; it was his life.

Letting out a deep breath, Liam scrubbed his hand across his face and looked out the window. It was extremely bright outside. Obviously, the snow had stopped falling, but he wondered...