Chapter Twenty
Ginny woke to the sound of soft, masculine snores and the shifting of the mattress as someone turned over. She opened her eyes, and grinned as memories of the previous night flooded into her brain, answering her internal question about the aches in her body. She’d been right, she hadn’t got an awful lot of sleep, but it didn’t matter, since Boxing Day—which she’d learned didn’t exist as a holiday in America—was generally a lazy day in the Miles household. A day for putting presents away, eating leftovers and wrapping up warm to go for a walk. But back home in England there generally weren’t a couple of feet of snow on the ground. Perhaps they’d make a snowman, instead, and have a snowball fight.
At some point in the early hours, the four of them had exhausted themselves, c
