Archive for August, 2016


ACCORDING TO MY DAD, Christmastime is family time. But after eleven straight days at home, I can tell you, it starts to feel a little more like prison time. I love my family, but there’s only so much togetherness any sane person can stand.

And now, postdinner on a Saturday night, staring down the barrel of day twelve, I was ready to crawl out of my skin to see someone I wasn’t related to.
“You have to let me take the Jeep tonight,” I said, pushing open Eli’s door without bothering to knock.

“What?” Perched on the edge …

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