Lynn had taken Kari on a short evening visit to see the grandparents for the holiday. That was supposed to give Scott three or so child free hours to put the dollhouse together. He set the walls up and then couldn’t figure out how to get the floors to stay in. The little blue elevator was supposed to hook on the left side…somehow. Scott flopped backward on the floor of the basement and stared at the ceiling. He needed a freaking miracle…or maybe just technical assistance. Mark had the know how to totally disassemble a car engine and put it back together without even having parts left over. Scott hauled himself up off the floor and walked across to the phone and dialed.
“Hello?”
“Merry Christmas Eve. I need help,” Scott said.
“Um, okay. What kind of help?”
“Kari’s been wanting that doll
