He looked at her for a long moment over the branches.
"By the window," he agreed.
*
Event four was gingerbread houses, the next night, at Graham's apartment, and it was Graham's choice, which should have been Gina's first warning.
She arrived at seven with a bag of supplies from the Jewel — gumdrops, licorice, cinnamon candies, a box of graham crackers as a joke, which he did not find as funny as she did — and found that he had already laid out his kitchen table like an operating theater. There were two cookie sheets lined with wax paper, two pastry bags of royal icing, two sets of gingerbread walls he had baked himself the night before, and a ruler.
"A ruler," said Gina.
"For the eaves."
"Who measures eaves on a gingerbread house?"