My Brother Said There Was No Room For Me On The Christmas Trip Until They Saw My Vacation Photos

is too much.”

“It’s not enough,” I said, and meant it without drama.

We skied during the days, me teaching Maya to pizza-slice down the bunny slope while Jean and Carol, who turned out to be surprisingly competent, worked the blue runs. In the evenings we soaked in the outdoor hot tub and watched stars accumulate in the sky and cooked elaborate meals continue reading …