Ellie was in the kitchen writing out a grocery list for everything she needed for the Christmas feast.
Julia was concentrating on adding just the right amount of sprinkles to all the cookies she and Ellie had baked that morning.
Edward had gone into town to get the programs printed and then was planning to help get everything set up at the community theater for the play that evening.
“Did you have a nice time last night?” Ellie asked. “How was your night on the town?”
“Wonderful!” I described how much I enjoyed seeing Big Ben and how we’d had fish and chips and ended up at Trafalgar for the surprising and meaningful Christmas celebration. “I can’t wait to go back to London again. There’s so much to see.”
“I wish I could have gone with you,” Julia said with a pout. “I like fish and chips.”
I leaned across the counter and looked Julia in the eye.
