’ ‘Eleanor Elizabeth Thomas, you knock it off right this second!’ MaryAnne scolded her daughter, but it didn’t seem to stop the insults from coming. ‘She’s nothing more than a selfish, gold-digging whore.’ ‘That is enough!’ Eli shouted as slammed his fist on the table, making the plates and glasses jump. ‘Get out of my house.’ Ellie’s eyes widened, not expecting to elicit that reaction. ‘Are you serious?’ ‘As a damned heart attack. You are out of line, and I will not tolerate disrespect to anyone, especially family. Now get out before I throw you out.’ He returned to cutting up his roast, discussion closed. Ellie stood angrily, knocking her chair backwards onto the floor before storming out of the room. Everyone was silent, and I kept my eyes downcast because I knew they were all staring at me. ‘Excuse me.’ I placed my napkin on my plate and stood, wrenching my hand from Shane’s to follow the sullen teenager. I grabbed our rental car keys and my purse by the front door and. ‘Yes, that’s what Arthur has said.’ ‘That will be ten dollars.’ Noelle counted out a five, four singles, and a collection of change to pay for the sweater. She wondered as she did so why she was spending her last cash to pay for a sweater that she was not actually planning on using. She justified the purchase to herself with the thought that she might end up actually sending it to her brother in Afghanistan. Maybe. Some day. That evening Noelle fell asleep, exhausted, on the sofa in front of a fire in her brother’s house curled up with her brother’s cat and the sweater. She dreamed of a tall, strong dark-haired man. She saw him hiking in autumn, polychrome leave scattered as he walked trails in the brisk air. She saw him leaning in to prod an errant log back into a blazing campfire. She saw him chopping wood in the evening gloaming, a powerful torso swinging the axe high at every stroke. She saw him weeping by a casket. She woke in the early morning light of Christmas Eve day,.
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