My Divorced Husband Is Never Coming Back
The blue and white keychain swayed slightly with the movement, catching the light from the windows.
Kyle's face transformed, the surprise melting away and being replaced by pure, unadulterated excitement. His eyes lit up the way a child's might on Christmas morning, wide and bright and full of genuine delight.
"This is already the best Christmas ever," Kyle said, his voice practically bursting with enthusiasm. He reached out and took the key from my hand, his fingers brushing against mine for just a moment before pulling away. He held the key up, examining it like it was a precious treasure, turning it this way and that to catch the light.