Bab 77: Book 2: Chapter 5 - Peggy's humble abode.

　　　I warily enter the hallway, following close behind Jake and Peggy. A scent of strong must and cooking fills the small building and I shuffle closer to Jake. Peggy leads us into the living room that's furnished with a single beaten up leather sofa and an old television box with an antenna attached to the top.

　　　The walls are covered in an old yellow stained geometric wallpaper that's peeling at each corner, revealing the damp-filled wall underneath. The entire decoration style screams old school. A small table sits in the corner with a feeble Christmas tree perched on top. A few baubles decorate the tree but that's it.

　　　No Christmas lights or Christmas Angel.

　　　No presents underneath the tree.

　　　No festive spirit in the air.

　　　Does Peggy really spend her Christmas like this?

　　　My hand tightens around Jake's and he squeezes it in reassurance.