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Jude always hated the lead up to Christmas. Not only did it remind him how alone he was and how much he wished he could be with his sister, it reminded him of all the loss he had to endure. He could feel the bitterness and resentment rising up in him as the memories of his Motherās death were brought to the forefront of his mind. He stood in the town square, looking up at the huge Christmas tree adorned with ornaments and lights and felt his face contorting with disdain. He didnāt like to see himself as the Grinch but thatās surely what he had become. With a scoff leaving his lips, he swiftly made his way into Worth A Shot. āWhiskey, on the rocks.ā He would usually ask for it neat but he had an assignment later so he unfortunately couldnāt get as loose as he wanted to right now.














