Enzo shrugged. “We’ll eat less of it then.”
“Sorry, Lacey, I’ll go get the vacuum.” Gray, shamefaced, started to get off the couch.
“Never you mind. If I let you do it, you won’t get all of it, and next thing you know we’ll have ants.” Lacey left the room.
Enzo was impressed that the popcorn and the ribbons made their Christmas tree rather eclectic. Their tree was cool.
* * * *
When they entered the great room, Gray spied his presents. He was astounded by the amount of boxes with his name on them under the tree. Enzo bought him a tablet, a new high-end laptop, and the latest Samsung Note phone. There were a few computer games and a new robe, some sleep pants, and slippers. The last thing he opened was an outfit for the day. The box had a nice pair of grey wool dress slacks, a pair of oxford loafers, a collared shirt, and what was that?