The Holiday Party
An SPH Experience by TraditionalBackspace. It was Christmas at my aunt’s house, about four years ago. Fifteen or so family members packed into that old colonial, drinking eggnog, eating cookies, pretending to like each other’s gifts. The usual holiday chaos. I’d been dreading it for weeks, not because of the family drama, but because my ex-girlfriend Stephanie was going to be there. We’d broken up about eight months earlier, amicably enough, and somehow stayed friends. She was still close with
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