Michael was pacing about the apartment trying to decide whether everything was ready. By the Christmas tree were two neat stacks of presents ready to be summoned away, one with presents for Iden's family and one with presents for Michael's family. On the hob were several dishes keeping warm until brunch at Iden's mum's house. In the refrigerator were several more dishes keeping cool until dinner at Michael's parents' house.
"Iden, are you ready to go?" Michael called from the kitchen.
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Michael nodded and smiled weakly for a moment and then shrugged off the whole matter. "So, Moira, what do you plan to see on your trip?" he asked, changing the subject, "Ooh, you should send us postcards!"
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