The four of us leave the house laughing. Amber and I walk past our neighbor’s house.

“Why didn’t we go there?â€? Ashton asks, pointing towards the house we skipped.

“They’re not home from work yet.â€? I shrug.

We go from house to house, singing and having a good time. We go to almost every house around our block. By the time we come home, our faces are flushed from laughing and the cold weather.

“You guys have fun?â€? My mom asks when we walk in.

“Yep!â€? Amber answers.

“Mrs. Lovedie,â€? Edwin says, still laughing, and puts his arm around my shoulder. “Why didn’t you ever tell me how amazing your daughters are at singing?â€?

“Stop it!â€? I say, blushing.

“What?!â€? He says, looking offended. “I’m only saying the truth.â€?

“Both our daughters have always been good singers. And they both love to sing around Christmas.â€? My mom laughs.

“Thanks Mom…â€? I say, laughing. “Yeah, we love it… but we’re not amazing!â€?