"It's Christmas Day, and this place is about to explode in violence. I could be watching my nieces and nephews tear open gifts, my mother dozing on the chaise with an empty champagne glass beside her. I stop myself from spitting at Michelle, 'This is all your fault'" read more
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas in Shantytown by Joseph Boyden
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