Chapter 94

Noah wore a huge gin as he wandered over to where Jackson and I sat. He showed us his present from his Uncle Bill and Aunt Shelly: Dance Central III for the Xbox.

Now we can dance,Jackson signed happily to him.

Why don’t you get our present for your Memaw?Jackson suggested.

Noah hurried to the tree and scrounged around, returning with a carefully wrapped package for my mother.

“Well, thank you,” Mama said to him as she sat down and opened it.

He stood in front of her expectantly.

“What did you get her?” I whispered.

“You’ll see,” Jackson said.

It was a nice picture frame, which was also carefully wrapped in tissue paper.

Mama removed the paper to find a portrait of Jackson, Noah, and myself. It was based on pictures we’d taken in the photo machine at the mall, all of us crammed into the box and laughing goofily. Jackson had taken one of those tiny photos to a print shop and had it turned into an eight-by-ten that had been colorized with an art filter.