It was almost a year to the day since Matt came to live with them. Just like last year, snow dusted the sidewalks and the Fifth Avenue windows were frosted on the outside and animated on the inside. But unlike last year, Molly was well again, and she was walking down the street with her adopted dads, enjoying her first Christmas-in-New-York. Molly had never seen a whole city get together and put up a fantasy like this. She was in little-girl heaven, and Matt and Mohinder sort of feared her head might explode.
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Lap of Luxury, Prelude
December 3, 2008
Lap of Luxury, Part 1
December 3, 2008Chapter 1: Ready to Have Some Fun
Say what you will about a company whose founder converts office waste to gold for capital: the benefits are good. And the end-of-year bonus is even better. So Mohinder even told the babysitter it’d be extra for that night, and told Molly to be a good girl, and he went down to the precinct to wait for Matt.
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Lap of Luxury, Part 3
December 3, 2008Part III: Change of Pace
Matt loved hot water. He thought there was no more magnificent substance in the world. Not only did it make coffee for breakfast, soup for dinner, and instant noodles for lunch; not only was it about the only thing he could cook without burning it; not only did it wake you up and get you clean in the morning; but it fundamentally changed the whole room wherever it was. It sat so still in the tub after rushing out for so long in such a tumble, and it frosted up the mirrors and made the whole place smell different. It was magical stuff.
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Lap of Luxury, Part 4
December 3, 2008IV: A Season of Miracles
Matt stepped into a world of darkness.
The bathroom light illuminated only a bare stretch of hallway and no further. A wall wrapped around the bedroom, keeping the light from penetrating any further. So when Matt reached the end of that wall and felt his way around the bend, he could see a slit of orange along the floor where the heavy curtains that concealed the windows fell, but there was no other light there to greet him. He fumbled for the switch.
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