Arthur sat back, listened to the crackle of the embers, and smiled. He had spent years being a man, a husband, and a worker. But this year, he finally became a Grandpa. And it was the best Christmas he’d ever had.
They spent the next three hours reclaiming the house. Arthur unearthed a box of ornaments from the attic that hadn't seen the light of day since the nineties. He showed Leo how to string popcorn, even though the dog ate half of it. He told stories about "the old days"—not the boring parts, but the parts about reindeer tracks in the mud and the time the Christmas tree fell over on the cat. A Grandpa For Christmas
"Leo," Arthur said, his voice gravelly but warm. "Grab your coat. We have work to do." Arthur sat back, listened to the crackle of