Improv
Liz glances at the picture on her computer screen one last time. A family in untucked white shirts and rolled-up khakis smiles back at her, the summer sunset illuminating their faces. They are, of course, barefoot. The man is tall and casually handsome with a vacation’s worth of stubble shading his chin, the woman has shining blue eyes and perfectly windswept hair. She leans into her husband’s shoulder while pulling her two young daughters — blonde like their mother, adorable like their mother — into her embrace. Someone has said something to make them all laugh, or perhaps they simply find themselves so delightful they can’t help but let the joy spill out and encircle them like a wreath.
The caption reads: “Christmas Card photo reveal — I think! Haven’t decided, but I love how th
