Katarina“Hey, Katty!” Francis says, about to step in. “Are you going out?” he asks, noticing the bag.“Yeah, we’re going out,” I reply.He looks puzzled. “Where are we going?”“I’ll tell you in a moment. Come on,” I say, and we get into the car. He starts the ignition, then turns his gaze to me.“So, Katty, where are we off to?”I smile, unable to hide my idea any longer. “I want to throw a small Christmas party.”He chuckles. “A Christmas party?” He gives me an incredulous look.“Uh-huh,” I nod, grinning.“Since when do the Penns celebrate Christmas?” he asks, clearly shocked.“Well, since now. I know we haven’t celebrated Christmas for years, but that’s about to change,” I say. A wave of sadness washes over me, but I take a deep breath and force a smile. “We’re getting some Christmas decorations for the house.”He shakes his head. “Katty, I don’t know… Wait, does Augustine even know about this?” He sounds anxious, glancing between me and the road.“No, he doesn’t, and you can’t tel
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