“Wow,” Cat told her. “That’s really cool, Immy.”
Maeve nodded, tearing her eyes away from her new sparkly gold shoes. They were so pretty.
Next it was Cat’s turn. She grabbed her present. She just knew this was going to be a jet pack and a ticket for a trip to the moon.
She pulled off the wrapping paper, revealing an entire astronaut suit with a jet pack on the back.
“Yes!” she cried.
There was also a note. She picked it up, reading it excitedly.
Dear Cat,
Unfortunately, the elves couldn’t get the jet pack to work, but I’m sure you can use your imagination. And when trips to the moon become very safe, your Papi said he would take you.
Santa.
“Santa wrote to me!”she yelled. “And I didn’t get coal in my stocking!”
“Yay!” Immy and Maeve cheered.
“That’s a small miracle,” McGrumpface muttered.
She was too happy to tell him off, though. But if he kept up that attitude, she was going to put salt in his coffee!
“Here, this is from Dahlia.” Maeve Gray a wrapped package.
Ooh, what was it?
“She knitted it,” Maeve explained to everyone.
Gray sighed and opened the present. Cat giggled as he pulled out a sweater.
“Put it on!” Maeve told him. “I need a photo of you for Dahlia.
Gray pulled a face as he put on the sweater.
Everyone took one look at him and burst out laughing. He just shook his head as he stared down at the sweater.
“First, she knits me a poop sweater and now I get a dick sweater.”
“It’s meant to be a Christmas tree,” Maeve explained with a giggle.
“That isn’t a Christmas tree,” Abe said. “It’s a dick for sure.”
Maeve was wearing her own sweater from Dahlia, which was nearly as interesting. Cat thought it was probably meant to be Rudolph, but he looked very abstract. Why was his head so big and his body so small?
“She knitted things for everyone else, too. She said she was sorry that she didn’t have time to do sweaters for you all.” Maeve handed out packages.
Cat eagerly opened hers. “Yes! My very own Dahlia scarf!” It was white with brown splotches that kind of looked like bits of dirt and it was really thin at one end and thick at the other. “I’ll treasure it forever.”
“It’s interesting,” Alejandro said.
She turned to him and burst into laughter. He’d gotten a hat. It was so big that it fell halfway down his head. It was green with these weird yellow pieces coming off it, like it was growing hair.
“You look awesome, Papi!” she told Alejandro.
“Awesome is not the word I would use,” Sampson said with a smirk.
