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"That they are. And so are you."

Not like them, Kate thought, as she stepped into the room.

"There's my Katie girl." Thomas beamed at her. "Put the books away for a
while, did you?"

"If you can stop answering the phone for an evening, I can stop
studying."

"No business on tree-trimming night." He winked at her. "I think the
hotels can run without me for one night."

"Never as well as they run with you and Aunt Susie."

Margo lifted a brow as she passed Kate a cup of hot chocolate.
"Somebody's bucking for another present. I hope you've got something in
mind other than that stupid computer you've been drooling over."

"Computers have become necessary tools in any business. Right, Uncle
Tommy?"

"Can't live without them. I'm glad your generation's going to be taking
over, though. I hate the blasted things."

"You're going to have to upgrade the system in Sales, across the board,"
Josh put in as he climbed down the ladder. "No reason to do all that
work when a machine can do it for you."

"Spoken like a true hedonist." Margo smirked at him. "Be careful, Josh,
you might actually have to learn how to type. Imagine, Joshua Conway
Templeton, heir apparent to Templeton Hotels, with a useful skill."

"Listen, duchess--"

"Hold it." Susan cut off her son's testy remark with an upraised hand.
"No business tonight, remember. Margo, be a good girl and pass Josh the
ornaments. Kate, take that side of the tree with Annie, will you? Laura,
you and I will start over here."

"And what about me?" Thomas wanted to know.

"You do what you do best, darling. Supervise."

It wasn't enough to hang them. The ornaments had to be sighed over and
stories told about them. There was the wooden elf that Margo had thrown
at Josh one year, its head now held on its body with glue. The glass
star that Laura had once believed her father had plucked from the sky
just for her. Snowflakes that Annie had crocheted for each of the family