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With the stress of the election behind them, theyd finally be able to enjoy quality time together and do all the things theyd talked about doing. Hed hinted that he had a special Christmas gift for her. A trip to Florence maybe He knew how much shed always wanted that. Or Paris, maybe, to visit the Louvre and the Muse dOrsay. I/51LqwKMG2TL.jpg' alt='Rescuing Ambition Ebookers' title='Rescuing Ambition Ebookers' />Her mood lifted. Theyd celebrate her exhibition and later theyd enjoy a more intimate celebration. The two of them, her luxurious hotel suite and a bottle of champagne. Tomorrow, theyd visit the ice rink at Somerset House. Shed walked past it the day before and spent a happy hour people watching. Her creative brain had soaked up the kaleidoscope of color and smiling faces. Shed absorbed it all the uncertain, the wobbly and the graceful. Twirling teenagers, parents holding eager children, lovers entwined. After that, theyd visit The London Eye at night. Shed watched the slow, graceful rise of each capsule over the dark ribbon of the Thames and decided she wanted to experience that. It would be romantic, and she and Richard needed to spend more time on their relationship. She stared out of the window, thinking about it. Was this love Was this it Shed always assumed that when she finally fell in love shed know. She hadnt been prepared for all the doubts and questions. Christmas party, love The cab driver glanced in the mirror and Skylar gave him a smile, glad to be distracted from her thoughts. Not exactly. A private showing. Jewelry, pots and a few pieces of art. A series of watercolors shed painted on a trip to Greece to visit Brittany. Having a best friend who was an archaeologist had expanded her horizons. That trip had been the inspiration for her collection. Ocean Blue. Where are you fromNew York, and its pretty cold there right now. She chatted freely, loving how friendly the cab drivers were in London. I hope you brought your credit card. Prices are high in this part of London. Whatever you buy is going to cost you. Its mine. Excitement mingled with pride. My collection. He glanced at her in his mirror. Im impressed. To have your work on display in these parts at any age would be something, but for someone as young as youwell, youre obviously going somewhere. Your family must be really proud. Her good mood melted away like the snowflake shed held in her palm. Her family wasnt proud. They were exasperated that she persisted with her hobby. Shed invited them. Sent them a pretty embossed invitation and a catalog. There had been no response. Turning her head, she focused on the snowy scene beyond the windows of the cab. She wasnt going to let that ruin her evening. Nothing was going to ruin the evening. The cab driver was still talking. So youll be flying back home for the holidays Family ChristmasThats the plan. Although not the reality. Family Christmas sounded cozy and warm, like something from a fairy tale. It conjured up images of prettily wrapped gifts stacked beneath a tall tree festooned with twinkling lights and homemade decorations, while excited children fizzed with anticipation. Christmas at her parents house felt more like an endurance test than a fairy tale, more corporate than cozy. The tree would be an artistic display of bare twigs sprayed silver and studded with tiny lights, part of a larger display planned and executed every year by her mothers interior decorator. Stark, remote and not to be touched at any cost. The gifts, artfully stacked on various surfaces for effect, would be empty boxes. Any child hoping to find something magical under her family tree would be disappointed. Those gifts summed up her family, she thought. Everything had to be shiny and perfectly wrapped. Appearances mattered. Leaning her head against the cool glass of the window, she watched as a man and a woman, loaded down with bags, struggled through the snow with two bouncing, excitable young children. She imagined them arriving home and decorating the tree together. Theyd write letters to Santa and hang stockings, counting the number of sleeps until Christmas Day. The most important things in life, she thought wistfully, couldnt be wrapped. She watched as the family disappeared down a side street and then looked away, impatient with herself. She was too old for Christmas fantasies and with Richard arriving and her exhibition she had plenty to celebrate. Her phone rang and she tugged it out of her bag, expecting Richard again. How To Crack A Group Discussion Topics there. It was her mother and surprise mingled with warmth. Shed remembered. MomIm so happy you called. I shouldnt have to call, her mothers crisp, cultured tones came down the phone, but your father and I need to know when youll be home. 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