This is what I came up with:
“Wait here,” he said holding up his hands. In the park we’d walked to after dinner, the snow was falling softly, but it was completely dark.
“Where would I go?” I asked the back of his head. He turned, setting his phone on the ledge nearby. “What are you doing?”
I heard the crooning of Sinatra and he turned beside the bench and plugged something in. Everything began to sparkle with soft lights.
“Happy Christmas, my love.” His face was lit with happiness.
“It really is,” The snow began to flurry around us as we slowly moved to the music.
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