Best Christmas Ever
The halls are decked.
The Christmas cookies are baked.
The stockings are hung.
Electric flames crackle in the fireplace.
A beer, a book, and a blanket await.
My son is with his dad for the holiday.
My partner is with his family for the holiday.
The house is all mine.
This story is a response to The Friday Fix’s weekly prompt, which can be found on Twitter.