"Donna's my niece, technically," Tinsel said. "Though she's more than twice my age. Carol's daughter. She really doesn't like Krampus but she's not as aggressive about it as me, hah." She smirked. She knew how angry she'd been, ranting about dear old uncle Krampus to anyone who would listen. But that reminded her about how her mother had acted. "I don't understand how forgiving of him my parents are. I asked Mom to tell him to leave and she made excuses and wouldn't do it, kept deferring to Dad, who always thinks he has everything under control, of course. It's so frustrating!"