December 15th

(To read this story from the beginning, click here.)

Over the years, as Klink has established her Christmas presence and begun to read my mannerisms and emotions, I’ve been able to counter her know-it-all conscience with my own pervasive knowledge of her.

I can read her like a book, and this year I mean to use this to my advantage.

We pack up and head out the door.

Walking down the frosty streets, Klink asks, “So where are we going today?”

“Oh, you’ll see.”

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