On New Year's Eve, just before dawn, Chale Cheney got out of Jasmine Yale's bed.
The little guy was hopping and jumping around, extraordinarily happy.
"Jasy, it's New Year's tomorrow!"
Once the little guy was dressed, he lay next to Jasmine Yale's pillow and started chatting away.
Jasmine Yale got up from bed as well, pinching his little face, and laughed, "Yeah, are you excited?"
"I am excited, but why hasn't dad come back yet..." The little boy blinked his big eyes.
"He called me last night and said he was too busy and probably couldn't come home for New Year's."
"Ah?" The little guy was disappointed. "We used to spend New Year's with Elder Cheney. We celebrated New Year's in Lonton, just my dad and me. My dad is great. He would buy me new clothes, delicious food, and New Year's gifts."
"Jasy also bought you a New Year's gift, but I can only give it to you tomorrow. You have to behave today."
"Ok, I'll behave."
Chale Cheney happily accompanies Jasmine Yale.
