December 25th, 2008
JerryAnn, again
For Christmas, Dad gives me athletic socks and a “frilly” shirt Natalie picked out. I give Dad steaks the size of my head, and Cate gets a 100-piece cookie cutter set from me. I keep my breakup with Gavin to myself. Loneliness wraps around me like an ace bandage. Christmas music plays softly in the background, and when Feliz Navidad come on, it feels like a funeral dirge that brings Toby to the forefront of my thoughts. To be honest, he’s been hanging out rent-free in my brain for a month.
I didn’t shed a tear for Gavin, and I tell myself it’s because I’m a robot, but I’m beginning to see through my lies.
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