The Christmas lights were all white and the entire house glowed with it. Sebastian sat on a deck chair, looking.
It was okay.
Sophisticated. Pretty. Sparkly.
Still, the whole house was done and it was okay.
The curtains from the studio opened and Markus was standing there, stringing colored lights all through the room, the reds and purples and blues seeming to dance, laugh, reminding him of his maman, of her laugh.
Sebastian watched until Markus was done, until he got a grin through the window and a guitar was hefted, the offer clear.
Time to play.
"O Holy Night" drew him right in through the door.
Seb and Markus live in Fighting Addiction