Take Heart, It’s Christmas

It’s the mall a few days before Christmas. I expect Tommy any minute, and we’re going to look at earrings. There was going to be an espresso machine but he’s convinced himself that I don’t “need” it. Of course I was the original one to waffle about my “needs” but then he latched onto my waffling, and now I can’t get him to stop with the waffle. So it’s earrings. Christmas isn’t exactly what it used to be. For starters, Dad and...