CHAPTER 23: LIZ
––––––––
Liz sat on the couch, staring at the Christmas tree. The lights were off and it looked sad like her. She still had no idea what she was going to do about Craig. The divorce, which had seemed like the only option yesterday, no longer appealed to her. Actually, it never really had. She’d just been so hurt and angry.
Her phone rang and she raced upstairs and grabbed it from by her bed. “Hello?”
“Merry Christmas, Mom,” said Robbie.
“Hey honey, Merry Christmas.” She sat on the bed, almost crying. She was glad to hear her son’s voice. She really was.
“We’ve been skiing and....”
Robbie chatted about all the things he and his friends had been doing. He was having a wonderful time, but she missed him. She missed her family, the noise and laughter on Christmas day, e
