Melissa was having fun, and all I could do, was watch with embarrassment.
I hate Christmas and always have. It’s one of those times of the year when everything becomes expensive, even the giving of gifts to loved ones. The alcohol seems expensive, Christmas parties emerge from every nook and cranny requiring taxis for transportation and it’s polite to be nice to everyone. “Merry fucking Christmas,” echoes through my head every time, but the fucking word...Read On