My heart went out to that poor little boy, not only losing his mother but his home as well.
“Grandpa never did put the house up for sale. After…well, after some time had passed, things got better and we moved back home. Dad was going through some things in the attic, and he found a cache of Christmas presents from the year before. Mom always liked to start her shopping early.” He shook off his sadness and smiled at me. “She’d have loved you, babe.” I liked to get my shopping done early too. “So okay. If you want to spend the day writing out Christmas cards, we’ll spend the day writing Christmas cards.”