“I know you keep wondering when you and Ryder are going to stop being a thing, but two months apart isn’t going to change what you are to eachother. ”
She was right. I knew it. But a small part of me stillworried.
She patted my knee. “Believe in a little magic,Delaney.”
“Dragon in the back seat looks like a pig. I believe inmagic.”
“Then it should be easy to believe in love.” She smiled and fiddled with theradio.
Christmas music rolled out loud and strong, ordering us to “let it snow, let it snow, let itsnow.”
Jean sang along. Loudly and off-key just to botherme.
It must have bothered the dragon too because it ate her Santa hat. Sucked it down like a noodle until the little white pompom popped in its mouth. Then it chewed andswallowed.
Jean thought it was hilarious. She recorded it on herphone.
