So far these holidays had been very nice, or so Peter thought. Of course, he was old enough to enjoy a lot of the other priveleges these days, and Amy had just gotten home and she promised to spend time with him, which was always fun. Her friends, too, seemed to like him well enough and he remembered them from last year.
"I like guessing," he told her. Uncle Ferrol had taught him how to guess some last year, sneaking him downstairs to the tree and shaking presents with him. He hadn't ever told Taddy about that, either.
"What is it?" he asked, ever inquisitive even as he hopped up obediently and trotted over to the rolls of wrapping paper. He studied them for a moment, looking a lot like Theo contemplating things, before picking out a pretty silver and green one that reminded him of his Uncle Nathan for some reason. "How bout this one?" he asked, bringing it to her for her approval.