Chapter 6
By Friday Kiko had figured out what to get Dom for Christmas. It was a bold idea, a potentially embarrassing one, too, but once Kiko had come up with it he couldn’t think past it. When Katie showed up at eight in the morning it was to see him grinning as he tracked down a photographer in Madison.
“What are you smiling about?” she asked, moving to straighten the books by Mother’s cage.
“Oh, just Christmas,” said Kiko. “Picking out gifts is fun.”
Katie sighed.
“Ugh, I’m still not done shopping for my kids. And by that I mean I haven’t started. Mother of the year here, right?”
“It’s only the twelfth,” said Kiko, putting the photographer’s number in his phone.
“Sure. And then next week it’ll only be the nineteenth, and suddenly it’s Christmas and you’re stuck staying up until
