Chapter 32

“What kind of person dumps you on Christmas?!”

I hand it to him.

“Only the worst kind,” I assure him. “A heartless monster. An evil queen. Maybe a serial killer…?”

“He waited until I gave him his present.”

“He did not.”

“He did.”

Must not have been a very good one, I am careful not to say. But he sees it on my face.

“It was a scarf. A really nice one. Long and soft, his favorite colors. I made it for him.”

“And do you know how to make scarves…?” I ask.

He laughs in spite of himself. “It was gorgeous, thank you for asking. Gorgeous enough—he took it with him.”

“And what did he get you?”

“I don’t know. He took that with him, too. He said seeing as how we were through, there was no reason Bed Bath, and Beyond shouldn’t give him a refund.”

“You’re kidding, of course.”