Page 48 of A Little Christmas Wish

“Why not?” Sunny asked. “You’d be perfect at it!”

“I don’t know . . . she was probably just being nice. She likely didn’t mean it.”

“I don’t know,” Greer said. “Bonnie didn’t seem like the type to say something she doesn’t mean. And I can tell you that she doesn’t go around offering everyone jobs.”

The others all nodded.

“You’d do amazing,” Tabby told her.

“We all think so,” Livvy added.

“Thanks, you guys. Maybe I’ll think about it after Christmas.”

They finished their Christmas crafts. Betsy had decorated a jar and filled it with twinkle lights as well as creating several more decorations for the tree. Then their Daddies all came to pick them up and she hugged them all goodbye. After they left, Betsy couldn’t stop smiling. Ink walked into the living room with a frown.

And glitter in his hair.

“There’s glitter everywhere,” he grumbled.

“Daddy, what did you expect when you arrange a crafting session?” she asked as he sat and lifted her onto his lap.

She brushed the glitter from his hair.

“I’m going to be finding glitter for months to come, aren’t I?” he said mournfully.

She couldn’t help but giggle as she nodded.

“Sorry, Daddy. But yeah . . .”

“Did you have fun, though?” he asked.

“So much fun! It was the best!”

“Good. Then it’s worth having a house filled with glitter.”

Well. She was glad he thought that. She squirmed on his lap, trying to get off.

“What are you doing? We’ve only got a few minutes before the kids get home. I thought we could snuggle on the couch and watch a movie.”

“We can. But I have something for you.”

He let her get up and she grabbed the small gift she’d made for him.

“Thanks, Button,” he said as he unwrapped it. “You didn’t have to get anything for me. It’s not even Christmas yet.”

Poof! Glitter. Everywhere.

So. Much. Glitter.

More than she’d expected, if she was honest. Betsy gaped at Ink for a long moment.

Which was time that she really should have spent running.

Finally, as he got out of the chair, his face filled with thunder, she let out a squeal and took off.

“Button!” he yelled. “Get back here!”

“No!” she cried out, running through the dining room, then out onto the porch. She giggled as she ran.

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