Mike was waiting for Butterfly to dress the two kids. They were planning on going out to get the tree tonight but Mike had purchased a few things to decorate the house. He couldn't remember the last time he'd celebrated Christmas. Not since he was a kid and then it wasn't like this. Christmas was punctuated every year by his mother's black-eyes.
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