She couldnât help but pout, it wasnât Christmas without a tree. She had been given the freedom to start celebrating Christmas the Christian way since she had entered adulthood - she had been celebrating Christmas the Lighterian ways since she was 6, and didnt stop till she had moved out at 19. âCan⌠we have something similar? Because itâs not Christmas without the smell of pine needles and godawful tinsel. Oh! And terrible handmade ornaments!â She smiled, eyes alight.
âYule would work... I mean, no mattâh what you believe or discredit, thereâs no denyinâ thaâ the longest night of thâ year coâms in Decembâh.â Though Gideon was a warlock, his ideas came to him the same as everybody elseâs did for them; sans glowing light bulb above their head.
âYeah, we can do wreaths, candles, anâ a log--- greenery, anâ solar symbols. Aye. Thâ to-do might attract some window shoppâhâs... Good idea, luv.â He pat her shoulder. âTerrible ornaments, too.â