#Chapter256

A Christmas Delivery for Noah and Marcy

Since I’m on bed rest and Nathan and Macey’s twins are a month old, Nash wanted to host Christmas at our house. Everyone agreed. Thank God because Christmas would suck if I had to stay in bed.

Nate helped Nash find a tree and decorate it. Pat baked and cooked food. I got stuck on the couch. Yay for bed rest. Can you tell that I’m thrilled with this arrangement?

“Oh, cheer up, baby girl. It’ll be okay.”

I frowned. “Nash, it’s Christmas, and I can’t do anything. It’s ridiculous.”

“Sweetheart, it’s one day,” Nate told me.

“Dad, you don’t understand. I...