“You ready?” I asked as I walked into the living room on Christmas Eve.
Cecil had agreed to work for five hours tonight, which would be enough time for me and Mack to enjoy the party. I promised to bring back a piece of Jenna’s fruitcake as his reward.
“Yeah.” Mack fidgeted with the cuffs of the white shirt he’d borrowed from me. He wore a burgundy sweater over it. I was dressed in a similar fashion, but with a purple sweater and a gray tie over a light green shirt.
I touched his arm lightly. “It’s okay. Stop worrying.”
He took a deep breath and nodded. “You’re right. I’m being silly.”
Figuring that was the best I could do, I grabbed my jacket from the wrack near the door. Lonnie did the same. I locked the door behind us and led the way to my SUV. He’d left his car parked at the offic
