Let's Not Talk About It
Liv
"I'm still not speaking to you."
"It's been two days."
"I don't associate with Grinches."
"How am I a Grinch?" I'm grinning. I can't help it. She's so animated.
She guffaws and I imagine she's throwing her arm in the air, stomping around her apartment. I miss her like crazy.
"I just can't believe you don't decorate for Christmas! How do you get into the spirit?"
"Trust me, I get plenty of it from the stores and even in the bar. We've got spirit."
"Yes you do?" I tease, like I'm finishing a cheer.
He laughs. "Were you a cheerleader?"
"No."
"Damn."
"One of your fantasies?"
"Not really. Unless you have a cheer outfit or whatever they're called. I could definitely get on board with you wearing a short little skirt and jumping around in front of me."
