Chapter 35

“What time will Glace arrive sweetie?” I glanced at the wall clock in the kitchen. It read 9:30pm. “After 30 minutes mom,” I called out. When she didn’t reply, I continued stuffing the Turkey with ingredients while humming softly to myself. Today was the 24th of December. My mom and I celebrate Christmas religiously, even when it was only the two of us. Something about good food and conversations at night warms our heart so we just kept at it even when my father died. This day was...