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A Christmas song performed by a chorus played on the old stereo in Austin’s living room. The colorful lights twinkled, reflecting rays of rainbows off picture frames on the wall. A dozen wrapped gifts were lined in a row under the tree. Josh placed his present in the front before plopping onto the couch.
Flurries fell past the window.
Austin looked back to his friend, who stared at the Christmas tree.
“This is the big week, eh?”
Josh grumbled, “I guess it is.”
“You going to see your grandparents tomorrow?”
“Yeah, then I’m leaving the day after Christmas. Mom and Dad wanted to spend some time with me and drive me to San Francisco. Cheaper that way, right?”
“I suppose so. When do classes start?”
“The fifth.” Josh raised his eyebrows. “You know I get computer access from my dorm? W
