Chapter 10Christmas morning started early with an invasion of two kids, who acted more like they were preschoolers than grade schoolers. Even level-headed Lee was jumping around like she’d never celebrated the holiday in her life.
“Mom! Mom! Look, a watch!” She was staring down into the slim box that she’d taken out of her Christmas stocking.
“Dude! A Go Fit!” Mack, now with a fit leg, was holding up what looked like another watch. Him having a piece of hardware to give him stats on his fitness level was a misuse of technology if I’d ever seen one. Even laid up, he was more fit than anyone else in the room.
Still, if he was happy, I was happy.
We’d decided to have Christmas morning and the unwrapping of the presents at my house to save Charlie the walk across the street at the coldest
