I started my Christmas shopping, not that I felt like it, but I was determined to find a Rowdy puppet, doll, whatever it was, for Curly. And something special for my sister, because Mom’s idea of presents was mostly clothes, which was fine, but still…
I bought for Mom and Dad and whatever family was coming. I had Nell and Curly. Nell was easy—she had discovered music, too—and make-up. And boys. I’d wanted to buy for Ada and Van but they wouldn’t be back until New Year’s Day and I didn’t have enough money to do everything anyhow. I contented myself with phrasing how I’d tell them about everything that they were missing. Texts, email, you name it, I was on it. But I missed them madly, mostly Van of course, but I liked Ada a great deal, too. She was open and accepting and used whatever prono
