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The last time Spencer celebrated Christmas – actually celebrated Christmas – was twenty years ago. His father left a few months later, and next December he and his mum didn’t bother to put up decorations and cook a special meal. It was hard enough to get by as it was. He told himself it didn’t matter, he didn’t need Christmas.
Then Derek came along. Now, as he sits between him and Desiree at the kitchen table, Spencer doesn’t think he could ever skip Christmas again. The look Derek gives him, tells him he won’t have to.