The Last Christmas
On Christmas Eve, our three-year-old daughter, Noelle Gilder, who has cancer, takes a turn for the worse. All she wants is for her mother, Ivana Lance, to dress as Santarina and bring her a gift.
I frantically call Ivana, but she impatiently yells into the phone, saying, "Why are you calling me nonstop? I am helping Charles look for Bubbles! Do you really have to make a scene over this? If Bubbles is gone, Charles will be so heartbroken that he will not be able to sleep for days!"
Bubbles? So she was looking for the dog of her first love, Charles Larsson!
Suppressing my anger, I tell her that Noelle might not survive the night.
She laughs disbelievingly, "Mr. Gilder, do not think for a s
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