At Christmas Dinner, My Daughter Tried To Take My Home Until I Opened …

anymore. I had my allies. I had my diary and I had the law. Let them come. I am ready. The month of December in our little corner of the world is usually a time of bright lights and the smell of pine needles.

But this year, the air felt different. It was cold, a deep, biting cold that seemed to seep through the window frames. I sat in my living room continue reading …