I Was Uninvited From Christmas by the Man Living in My House

mugs because a set had been sold or broken or both.

Michael met me at the door before anyone else saw.

“Thanks for coming.”

I handed him the bourbon I’d brought.

He looked at the label and gave me a long look.

“I thought you drove an old car because things weren’t going great.”

“I do drive an old car.”

That almost made him smile.

Ben tore into presents on continue reading …