"Thanks, Mom," Henry said, moving to peck her on the cheek. Then he dropped his voice and whispered, "can you see that the present Krampus gave me is burned or at least hidden where my husband never has to see it? Thanks."
Then he moved with Iestyn, down to their basement sanctuary, and once the door was closed, Henry's shoulders slumped and he sighed dramatically. "What a piece of slush. He doesn't give a falala about anyone!"