Danika and Nathan placed the last poster for the charity fair on the wall. They had Lara, the top artist of the publishing house, make the posters. They didn't have anything from the posters yet, but they still opened the bank account for the savings.
"I think people are looking forward to it," Nathan said, trying to cheer up Danika. The woman gave him a small smile and leaned into him.
"We haven't had a fair since the harvest one. That was a month ago. They'd look forward to anything that gets their mind off Yule," Danika said. The best she could hope for this year was a stone and a letter with red ink in her Yule sock.
Nathan frowned.
"Weren't there legends that before grandpa Thinker came along, Yule was there to celebrate the winter solstice? He changed so much, that old man."
