He was such a sweet boy. Which was so unlike anyone Sam had ever known. Not that she hadn't known good people or noble people. But those weren't quite the same as sweet. She could well imagine him wearing a flower crown. Grace would have liked him. And he would have been at home among the aggressively cheerful acolytes under her wing. But while they made Sam feel uneasy, Danny just...

He was just a sweet boy.

"That could be fun," she said. "I mean, I'm not sure there would be a lot to put under that tree, but you know, Christmas doesn't come from a store and whatever else the Grinch realized. We could...make it work."