The Christmas lights blurred through my tears as I stared down at the glitter-covered card trembling between my hands.
Red and green sparkles spilled across my lap while the words seemed to burn into the paper.
Roses are red, violets are blue. We don’t want a sick grandma. Christmas isn’t for you.
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