Christmas Shopping for a Billionaire
“I drop the candy cane in my hand. Everyone stops breathing. Declan’s eyes are only on Jeffrey, whose head is bent so close their foreheads are touching. “Uncleth are great! I’ve never had one before! My dad only has sisterth. Mom only has sisterth. I have a ton of aunts so I don’t need any more, but an uncle is wicked cool!” His lisp comes out when he’s excited. Declan envelops Jeffrey in an enormous bear hug. His eyes are glistening with undropped tears as he says to the boy, “Be good for your... mother, and nice to your brother.”Jeffrey whispers something in Declan’s ear. It makes them both smile, and Declan says, “You bet.”And then my little nephew scampers off, leaving the rest of us with shattered hearts. Declan looks at me and winks, then addresses the crowd. “Ho, ho, ho, merry Christmas,” Declan bellows as he sees the crowd of dog owners lined up. If we weren’t so crushed for time I’d try to talk to him—Uncle?—but we can’t. The new Santa is coming in fifteen minutes, but we have to do this last bit.Mommy Masochist comes running over with a yappy Bichon Frisé in her hands, perfectly white (of course), uncreased, and wearing green and red bows.Dad drops Chuckles to the floor and I realize the poor cat is on a leash.MoreLess
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