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It was cold out. Cold enough to bring the first snow fall of the year. Big fat flakes covering the ground and trees, what he could see anyway. If it continued like this through the night, they would have over a foot of snow by morning.

Jason stood by the windows, his hands wrapped around a large mug of hot chocolate, a fire going in the huge fireplace. He was very tempted to go wake up Ella, just to see the look on her face as she took it all in.

For the first time in a long time, he had a reason to be happy about the holidays.