Kirsten and Kevin — What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve?

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Christmas came and went at the Connor household, and despite all the drama of Christmas Eve night, it was pretty uneventful. Mom and Dad were happy with the presents I got them, and seemed completely oblivious to the passionate racket Kirsten and I were raising down the hall, followed by the not-so-idyllic confrontation with St. Nicholas. However, instead of banning me from Christmas presents for life, he seemed to soften his tone when he discovered that Kirsten was the one who pursued me.

When I opened my presents that morning, I got the new pair of hiking boots and the mountain bike I was expecting. Also, much to my parents’ surprise, there was also a new bike rack for my car under the tree. Neither of them could recall who had gotten it for me, so they chalked it up to holiday stress making them forget.

I, however, wondered if Santa was buying my silence with this gift. I regretted mentioning it to Kyle that night when we met for a drink, fearing a reprisal from the not-so-jolly old elf. But the experience was eating me up, and I had to tell someone.

Over a beer later on Christmas night, Kyle laughed it all off. “Man, you’re tripping.” Kyle sat back, shaking his head. “I’m beginning to think you dreamed up Kirsten coming into your room…”