It's bewildering how many decorations can fit into a single space. Every time Ginia reenters the bar from the kitchen, there's another garland arching across the wall, or ornaments dangling from the ceiling. It's bright and festive and though Ginia looks a bit overwhelmed, a bit of a smile plays on her face.
Holidays were never really her thing. They're an inescapable reminder of what she doesn't have and how much she's lost. She never grudges anyone else for their happiness. Her circumstances are her own. And while things are a bit different now, she wouldn't say her opinion have entirely slid toward the positive either.
But Flora is happy and enjoying herself and Ginia isn't going to say anything that would quash that.
She gamely comes over as Flora asks for help. Careful not to topple Flora from the stool, Ginia cranes her head around the frame to see where the mistletoe is. Effortlessly, she reaches up and holds it in place.
It's a novel thing; standing on the stool, Flora is taller now. Ginia bites back an amused huff at the thought.
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Holidays were never really her thing. They're an inescapable reminder of what she doesn't have and how much she's lost. She never grudges anyone else for their happiness. Her circumstances are her own. And while things are a bit different now, she wouldn't say her opinion have entirely slid toward the positive either.
But Flora is happy and enjoying herself and Ginia isn't going to say anything that would quash that.
She gamely comes over as Flora asks for help. Careful not to topple Flora from the stool, Ginia cranes her head around the frame to see where the mistletoe is. Effortlessly, she reaches up and holds it in place.
It's a novel thing; standing on the stool, Flora is taller now. Ginia bites back an amused huff at the thought.