Zander
I already have everything at home that is needed for Christmas dinner, so we don’t have to go to any stores. I really hate going shopping, but I will brave the Christmas rush for her if that’s what she wants. I would do anything for her, but she doesn’t know that.
I decided to take her to my parent’s place, because it has a pond that freezes over every year. That’s where I used to do all my skating growing up. I haven’t sold the house yet, and I don’t think I will. It holds so many fond memories. I tried to give it to Rosa, but she said it’s too much, she is such a stubborn old woman.
“Whose place is this?” Liz asks, looking around. “It's my childhood home. I never sold it after my parents died.” I said. “It’s beautiful Zander. This is what I envisioned for myself when I thought
