As he pulled a cookie from a nearby platter he conjured a large gift from his sack. As he placed it beneath the tree a breathy sigh alerted him to a l...rge couch nearby. Lying on the couch was a girl he instantly recognised, Claire Jennings Sara's 18 year old sister. Claire Jennings, a frequent name on the Naughty list. As he watched her sleep he couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed. Maybe it was the loss of his wife, or the years of no gifts but he felt that she should get something. From his. One of the youth saw me and I saw him nudging his mate as they all watched me slowly squat down to pick the sarong up, then take my time putting it back on. The man on reception never even looked up from his desk.As we were going up the stairs to our room Jon pulled the sarong off and said, “Not much point in having that on.” Becky and Sam were walking along the corridor as we turned on to it. When we got close Becky said, “Walk like that outside as well do you?” Jon replied, “As often as. I think your mum is waiting for you."I went outside and sat beside my mum."How was it?" she asked."OK," I said and showed her the bracelet. "I did not feel anything." Oh!" I exclaimed suddenly thinking of something. "I need a new name andI haven't thought about any."Daniel is not a girl's name, and I don't want to be called Danielle." You're going to be called Amber," said mum. "That's what we would havenamed you if had been born a girl."You didn't get to choose your name then, and you don't. Slamming the mug down, he stormed back into the hallway and found the library after a quick search. The doors crashed open with a bang and Joey was faced with a crying, irate Donovan. The taller man turned his back. ‘I told you to get out.’ His voice was rough with tears, and the straight, rigid way he held himself made Joey pause. Everything about him, down to his posture screamed of the pain he was in. But he was too goddamn stubborn to do anything about that pain, and the sympathy Joey had.