Christmas Eve of Ember

Also Escape Day, since it started in the hospital and ended with my mother ensconced on the couch at the Duchess's house, flanked by beautiful granddaughters and having a fine old time. When she got tired, Mr. Science drove her back to her own apartment. Tomorrow the Sparrowhawk and I, and maybe the Philosopher and Lovely Friend will have Christmas dinner with her before going home. We had some moments of panic when we thought we'd never, ever be able to leave the hospital. But as to how and when we busted out, I will say more later, because it has been a long, long day, and I'm now back in my hotel and very tired. Merry Christmas to all who celebrate, and a lovely weekend to anyone who prefers not to.