Ah, winter.
Elisha would be the first to admit that he wasn't such a fan, and he was much more a fan of the other extreme temperatures. But then, he'd grown up along the Mediterranean Sea, and, served almost exclusively in the desert. He just wasn't built for chill. Which would be a problem in a week, he reflected, when he and Hadyn went to Chicago of all places - for Hanukkah.
In a way, he would have much rather introduced Hadyn to his own version of the holiday. It mostly involved frying everything that didn't fry him first, and possibly Hadyn and Leona could have made some steps towards not wanting to kill each other he knows, in his dreams.
Still, he'd agreed, come up with good stories for what he was doing during the latest flare-up between Israel and Palestine, and now came possibly the most harrowing part of the Festival of Lights. Shopping.
He picked up a
scarf, eyeing it like it might bite him, and sighed. Well, that was day one for Audrey. Seven more to go, plus eighteen more when you added in Aunt Debbie, Uncle Adam, and Hadyn, too.