Festive Unforgettable
A thought of sad Holidays that turn out well after all
Prologue ━━━━━━ At one a.m., I was in the kitchen, preparing a breakfast of four sunny-side-up eggs, a hotdog, and a loaf of bread. My parents ate swiftly, then hurried packed their belongings into the car. I managed to get them to the airport in time for their flight. They were off to enjoy a company-sponsored, all-expenses-paid vacation and conference. Our family's plans for holiday bonding are shelved. It looked like I...
