think we even had lights on it.
but, to my surprise, there were brightly wrapped gifts around the tree on christmas morning. as i looked closer, i saw the tags said things like “girl 3” “boy 8”, and so on. i finally found one that said “boy 12”.
“yes, son, be thankful that you have anything,” said my dad, “there are kids out there that are getting nothing for christmas.” i tore open the wrapper and found a small magnetic number puzzle. it had the numbers one through fifteen scrambled in four lines, with on blank space. the idea was to slide the numbers back and forth and try to arrange them 