“We don’t need something that big for just the two of us,” Jasper argued when I pointed to a twelve-foot stunner. It warmed my heart to hear him consider the tree ours, even if it was said without thought. Maybe it meant I’d get him for Christmas, that he’d carve out some time for me. He’d mentioned spending his last couple Christmases with Daniel’s family. Maybe this year it’d be him and me. Our family.
