Garrett pulled a tray from the oven and placed it on top of the stove. He put the next tray in and closed the oven door. He didn’t usually have his family for both Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve, but his mother didn’t like to travel too far, and the rest of his siblings lived out of town. His sister-in-law usually hosted Christmas Eve, but he’d offered to do it since she just had the baby. So all five of his siblings, their spouses, and their children had invaded his home again. He smiled at the thought. “Hey. What can I do to help?” His brother Jimmy rolled up his sleeves as he walked in. “Mix some drinks and relax. How’s the baby?” Jimmy’s answering smile was huge. His first child had been born only two weeks before, and he still seemed to be in shock. “Well, she doesn’t sleep.” Garrett laughed. Maybe it wasn’t shock. Maybe it was exhaustion. “How’s Laura doing?”
