Chapter Eighteen

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Back at outside. After the reindeer dashed off. We made snow angels and started making a snowman together.

Jackson: I'm guessing this isn't your first time building a snowman. You're a natural!

I laughed.

Lexi: Thanks! I haven't done this in a long time. I'm surprised I remember how to do it.

Jackson: It's the magic spirit of Christmas!!

I laughed again.

Lexi: Maybe! Can I ask you something personal?

Jackson: Go ahead. I'm an open book.

Lexi: Before I took my shower, you let me borrow your mom's clothes and said something about she was around. What do you mean by that?

He showed sorrow on his face.

Jackson: Well after I was born, she died with birth complications.

I felt sorry for Jackson and regretted asking him that.

Lexi: Oh my gosh!! I'm sorry! I shouldn't asked please forgive me!!!

Jackson: First off don't apologize, you didn't know! And second, it's okay I barely remember her. I may not have a mom for all these years but I'm very grateful to have my dad around. So that's all I need right now.

I smiled and started throwing snowballs at him.

Jackson: You are so dead missy!

I laughed and smirked. I wasn't scared when he said that. There was no way Jackson would catch me. Especially when you're a fast runner.

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