The men and puppy walked toward the barns from the camping area. Christmas morning was clear. Although the sun was just coming up, it was already warm. Brad, despite the non-wintery scene, was feeling the Christmas spirit. Hank’s caring decorating of the Fleetwood and gift of little Greta had made all the difference. Being here with Hank and feeling the love he gave him had banished Brad’s displaced Christmas blues. He still missed his family back home in Michigan, and he would call them later in the day. But Brad had realized Christmas was not a place or a particular kind of weather. It was a feeling in your heart that came from loving and being loved.
Hank, following another of the traditions started by his parents, had given Rico and Juan the day off so they could spend the holiday wi
