Christmas Memory
“Ha. Yep. I’m glad you and I got kids as targets, though, so when we just lobbed them in there, no one made fun of us for being soft.”
Memory agreed. She’d been standing across from Lorelei, so there was no way she was tossing that snowball too hard. All her niece had talked about the last week were those crazy cardinals. “How about you? Do you have any other nicknames, I mean, besides Dak?”
He thought for a second. “When I played basketball in high school, my friends called me Swoosh, but other than that.... Well, I haven’t always gone by Dak.”
“You haven’t?”
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