(The day had started out bright enough, with Beverly and Lucretia exploring the ice maze, but discovering Beverly's gift at the center of it - a picture of her and Wesley together put more of a damper on things than she'd like to admit. Feeling tired and extremely homesick, all she wants to do this evening is curl up by the fire in their rented cabin by the beach. She sits huddled on the rug in front of the fireplace with a heavy blanket around her shoulders and the picture in her hands. She smiles apologetically up at Lucretia.)
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I'm sorry I'm not in a very festive mood tonight.