Chapter 236


    Diapers?” The chuckle escaped Nanson before he could catch it.


    Anthea may appear all prim and proper with her stunning looks and cool demeanor, but beneath that


    polished exteriory a spirit brimming with cheeky humor.


    She could always crack you up when you least expected it.


    “Then let’s go with ck,” Nanson grinned, “You girls are always saying ck is slimming and makes


    you look taller. ck it is, then.”


    With that, he scooped up the pants and headed for his room, eager to dodge any more zingers from


    Anthea that might leave him


    without a stitch to wear.


    Anthea closed her bedroom door behind her, slipping into her clothes for the day.


    It was the Christmas Day, and she intended to dress with a bit of festive ir. She chose a wine–red


    peacoat, ck leggings, and a pair of ck Doc Martens.


    She looked sharp, her outfit striking the perfect bnce between the vivaciousness of youth and the


    elegance of her age.


    Before stepping out, Anthea casually reached for a pearl hair clip from her vanity and secured it at the


    side of her head. The wine–red pearl perfectlyplemented her coat.


    Upon entering the dining room, her mother, Carole, had alreadyid out breakfast on the table.


    She prepared lots of food.


    Though Anthea was slender, her appetite was anything but meager.


    Just as she set down her fork, Latonia and her family arrived to exchange Christmas‘ greetings.


    “Merry Christmas, Carole!”


    “Latonia, Keeley, you’re up early! We’ve barely finished breakfast! Come in,e in!” Carole eximed


    and then called back into the


    house, “Anthea, Latonia and Sarah are here!”


    Anthea hurried out to greet everyone warmly and then set about making tea.


    Sarah, would you like some fruit tea?” Anthea asked, holding up a selection of tea leaves.


    “What vors do you have?” Sarah approached to take a look.


    Anthea inspected the packaging. “Looks like pineapple and hawthorn.”


    “I’ll have that,” Sarah nodded.


    “Walter, how about you?”


    Walter Allen chuckled, “Just a regr green tea for me, thanks.”


    “All right then.”


    After the Allens had settled in for a while, Sarah suggested an outing. “Anthea, let’s go check out the


    fair! On our way here, we saw lots of people heading to the Chapel!”


    “Is it far?” Anthea inquired.


    “Not too far,” Sarah replied. “We take a 30–minute drive, but since the chapel’s on the hilltop and


    there’s no cable car, we’ll need to walk


    up.”


    “Are you guys heading to the Chapel?” Nanson joined in. “I’m actually going that way myself. I can give


    you a lift.”


    “Sounds great,” Anthea nodded, then turned to Walter. “Walter, do you want toe along?”


    Walter was a shy, young man who often blushed uncontrobly when talking to Anthea. “I’ve got ns


    with my high school friends, so I won’t join you.”


    Sarah linked arms with Anthea. “Forget him, let’s just go, Anthea.”


    Nanson was the sentimental type. Despite his courier business doing better by the day, he still drove


    the same second–hand minivan. Though it was pre–owned, Anthea had souped up the van so well that


    its performance was top–notch, which was the main reason Nanson couldn’t bring himself to part with


    it.


    Soon enough, they arrived at the foot of the hill where the chapel was perched,


    The van couldn’t make the ascent.


    A crowd had gathered at the base of the hill.


    Nanson got out and opened the door for the girls. “Anthea, Sarah, when do you n on heading back?


    I can swing by and pick you up.”


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    Anthea looked up towards the chapel at the hilltop. ‘Probably a couple of hours. I’ll give you a call.”


    Alright Nanson nodded, reminded them to stay safe and to call him if they needed anything, then left.


    Anthea and Sarah began their hike up the hill.


    The steep path was challenging, but the promise of the fair above spurred them on.