“Mort, what are you wearing?”
“Ugly sweater!” Mortimer beamed. “It’s traditional for family Snowflake Day card photos!”
“But you never wore one in previous years’ photos.”
“That’s ‘cause Mum wouldn’t let me. S’different this year. Valois said I looked great.”
Gunther looked over at Valois, who was setting up the camera on its tripod. “Oh, he did, did he?” he murmured with a grin. “Well, he looks pretty damn great himself, too.”
Valois smiled at him as he flicked the switch on the timer. “Places, s’il vous plâit!” he called, stepping back over to them and sliding both arms around Gunther’s waist.
“HAPPY SNOWFLAKE DAAAAY!” Mortimer yelled, sticking out his tongue and making a peace sign as the shutter clicked.
And that was the card that dropped on doormats throughout Sunset Valley a few days later.
Merry Christmas, readers <3