I called Mom while I was shopping and asked, “Should I bring chocolate cake or apple pie for Christmas?” – Welcome

Music.

Coats piled near the entryway.

Laya appeared immediately.

She stared at the box.

“Chocolate?”

“Yes.”

“I want a corner piece.”

Monica called from the kitchen.

“You’re getting whatever piece lands on your plate.”

“That is unfair.”

“It is Christmas.”

“Exactly.”

I laughed and carried the cake into the dining room.

Then I saw my chair.

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