Finding the Toy, Losing the Joy
We had opened nearly all our gifts. Only a few remained. My sister and I sat cross-legged near the tree, toys and boxes and wrapping paper strewn about us. “Why don’t you open the big one,” my mother suggested to me. “I think you’re going to like it.” I smiled. Weakly, no doubt. I knew … Continue reading Finding the Toy, Losing the Joy