“Yeah, well.  I can understand that, but it’s a fun holiday.  You can buy yourself presents when you know that hardly if anyone will buy you one.”  Kendall smiles sadly.

“Well, I suppose that is true.” Greenlee sees the sadness in her friend’s eyes.

“Yeah, Maybe Christmas can be sad, but it is only what you make it.” Kendall muses out-loud.

The two fall into silence as they finish with the final details on the new campaign.  Greenlee stretches looking at Kendall who is just sending off the delivery boy with all the finalities.

“So, Kendall.  I think we have earned taking the rest of the day off.  There is only one week until Christmas and it sounds like maybe someone has to finish doing some shopping the way she was talking earlier.” 

“Well, now that you mention it.  Yes, I do have just a couple more items I should pick up. What will you be doing?”

“I am going to go back to my room and relax with a cup of hot chocolate and look at some prints for possibly redecorating the loft.  I still can’t go back, but it doesn’t hurt to look.”  Greenlee sits behind her desk putting on her shoes and turning off her laptop.

“This is true.  I hope you do relax some Greenlee.  You have still been pushing yourself too hard.  Would you like me to check on you later?”

“No.  I think I will be just fine.  I will see you here as usual tomorrow for any possible fall out with the new line.”  Greenlee watches as Kendall nods and grabs her briefcase heading for the door.

“You know where to find me should anything come up.  Good night, Greenlee.”  Kendall smiles sadly.

“Nite’ Kendall.”  Greenlee watches her leave.

Kendall hits the street and starts walking back toward the Inn.  She holds her coat together and stops in the park.  She sits down on a bench and can feel unshed tears at the corners of her eyes.

‘This is so ***** hard.  I can’t tell her I love her, but I can’t just let her go down the drain so I can’t stay away from her either.  I just keep torturing myself every day.  I am completely mental.  I knew there was a reason why I didn’t let people into my heart.  It hurts to damn much.’  Kendall suppresses a sob, ‘and now she wants to forego Christmas.  I can’t let her do that.  I have to do something to help get her into the spirit of things.’  She sits up straight, “I am just going to have to push it on her and I need help.”