My Dad Said I Could Not Afford The Ski Resort Until The Manager Called Me Miss Thompson

Christmas tree for a moment, and then she looked at me.

“Douglas fir,” she said. “Twenty feet.”

“You always said a real Christmas tree had to be Douglas fir,” I said. “You told us about the one from your childhood so many times I could probably describe it from memory.”

She swallowed. Her eyes shone. “You remembered.”

“I remember everything, Mom,” I said.continue reading …