the small table where the food basket sat overflowing with staples and treats. randy sat down in a chair next to me as she brought out two cups of steaming hot chocolate, and warned us to let it cool before drinking it. she then poured the adults some coffee while her husband spoke of how hard things had been since losing his job just as he was getting started building his family a new home and how much he appreciated the gifts from the church folks. randy and i stirred our hot chocolates with candy canes from the food basket.
i watched the baby squirm and drool in his mother’s lap 