It was that time of the year.

Fall colors and candied apples. Crisp weather and fuzzy sweaters. Bonfires and s’mores. Pumpkins and Treak-‘R-Treating. Family dinners. Eventually Christmas trees.

And Jason gradually settling into a metaphorical corner to wait the holidays and months out.

“You always go overboard.” He groaned from his hunched position on the couch.