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Really funny to be experiencing the nightlife through Snowflake's eyes. It sounds like a hurricane of a place. Perhaps a bit easy to get lost as well as having fun. And I'm hungry again... BTW, Finland isn't part of Scandinavia... LOL

Interesting to see the guys inching closer to each other, from their different perspectives. I guess they both realized home usually is a who, not a where. Cardamom and lingonberry... Makes my mouth water. The tastes of my country. And pancakes too! I think I need to make some tomorrow. For the kids of course...

I feel so sorry for Sabrina... Not only losing Snowflake, but what's worse about to lose herself. Have her own identity just denied and suppressed.

The past, the present and the future. A glimpse could be nice, but also scary. Hopefully Frank can turn his life into the life he actually wants to live. Not being held back out of fear. My guess is for Val on this one!

Can't have Christmas without pickled herring! LOL The recipe indicates an American writer. I'll go with Cole.

That was strange. They seem dependent on the human werekin to deal with everyday society, but still treat them like crap? A very bad plan... And now they could be facing an army of supercharged humans...?

I'm sitting here crying... I'm so happy Mr Weltworth could make changes to his life and get some much needed joy in there. Still, I can understand him too. Having been taught to work, as his way to prove himself and prove his worth. It's not always easy to see how it affects others around you when you think you do what's expected of you, the proper thing to do.

Such a difficult choice... When to call it quits? Should one leave a door open? My mother chose the first but not the second, fearing for us kids if things progressed any further. The guilt she felt must have been huge, especially since my grandparents blamed her for things getting worse. Much worse... Maybe Andrei and Rue are able to work things out. Even if they don't, Andrei has won a great victory and I sincerely hope he realizes this too. So a guess... I'd say Cole.

Finally! Jian is a skilled fisherman too, only his taste in 'fish' is slightly different and highly specific. I can understand Emmett's hesitation better if he has serious doubts about their compatibility when it comes to which place they will call home. Still, with Emmett's research certainly taking him up north, he should get his ice world fix with Jian tagging along on occasion. Living up there permanently could perhaps prove difficult for Jian, but maybe they can agree on a town somewhere not too far south? Or spend 6 months in each climate zone?

The bittersweet experience of celebrating with people missing. Missing for good. With plenty of fond memories I believe it's at least a tiny bit easier to focus on the good times instead of the sorrow. It will always be there, though.

Santa will have such a nice evening with his boyfriend by his side. Good for James to see how Rex does out there after all his training. A merry Christmas indeed. I know I guessed Val for 16, but I have to do it again... Or are you trying to trick us...? LOL

Such a sweet story and so much fun to read it through the eyes of the younger brother, with another focus that Nicky and coach... LOL I would say Val wrote this. For no particular reason other than a feeling.

I never had one of those cuddly toys that meant so much for me that I took it everywhere. Although, I have to confess there are a lot of them in my mother's attic. The thought of throwing them out is impossible... And my guess is for Adi as well.

Yay for Eamon! I get what Adrian wants for Luca, but he's getting close to losing his precious prize now. Perhaps Luca and Eamon will finally have an in-depth conversation? And Carisle as a fumbling spy is too cute. Quick thinking though, when he set the letter on fire. Chamberlin is most definitely working with someone. The plot thickens...

Sad to see Kraig still feeling as if he belongs in the background, but that kind of experience is hard to overcome. It will be so interesting to meet the rest of the Alphas. Deke has his work cut out for him.

Good man, Silas! It's time to focus on the important things now. Not bicker and fight like school boys...

I'm not a very religious person, but I find the idea of a beacon of hope shining for the world quite comforting. To me, that beacon is more about being a decent human being, treating others with respect and trying to understand, failing that show acceptance and tolerance. We can all be beacons of hope to each other. I think Val wrote this.

A song I heard today and it made me cry, thinking of the sad times some of us in here are going through right now. It's in Swedish, but I found a translation. In the arms of great sorrow In the arms of great sorrow there are moments of laughter Like stars, peeking out from eternal night And in the first beams of the sun the swallows fly into the sky to bind fragile threads weave strands into a rope between us so we can reach each other In the rush of hard times there are screams that no one can hear Everything disappears into a whisper like a breeze slowly dying All the tears have dried into crystals on my cheek I have called, with all my strength all my strength, for you Can you hear me? Can we reach each other? In the footsteps of long winter frozen flowers are crushed And where loneliness walks the cold always bites worse Still, I have never hesitated between darkness or light Because when the crescent moon has faded everything has pointed in your direction and from my direction we can reach each other In the arms of great sorrow.

Very beautiful stories. Especially the one about Danny touched my heart. I had a cousin who died of leukemia in 1967. I never met him, but even though his parents later had four kids the missing brother was always present in their eyes. It's a sorrow that never goes away.I guess you learn to hide it better and better...

I don't think that would be acceptable to the kids, having a tree for such a short period. So it's a fake one for us...

A king spruce. But he reacts to several trees indoors. And yes, it's sad. I miss that smell at Christmas.

Outside is fine (except for during certain times in spring), but indoors it's too much for him. He had a very intense reaction to the tree that ended when we put it on the balcony.

Happy birthday!

I also guessing the author moved in on this day. However, I'm guessing it's Val. I just think of the picture of the cat in the bay window. Looks like the outside could be gingeresque. For a moment I thought it would turn out to be an actual gingerbread house and therefore afordable. LOL

Drew, that was just beautiful.