TRAVIS “Ihate thinking of you all lonely up there in your ivory tower during the holidays,” Mom says. “Mom, I might be alone but I am not lonely,” I say. “That’s what lonely people say to console themselves.” I laugh. “Mom, really, I’m fine.” “What is it even that’s keeping you so busy over Christmas?” “I just have one or two things I need to do.” “Okay… Well, I’ll stop bugging you. It’s just that, you know your brothers are here, and it would’ve been nice to have all my kids in one place. You know? Before I die.” I roll my eyes. “Even though you’re 79, Mom, I actually think you will outlive all of us.” “Honey, I love you, but the next time you say my age out loud I will come up there and wash your mouth out with soap.” I laugh. “My apologies. Won’t happen again.” “Thank you.” I can hear the humor in her voice. “Just make sure you don’t work too hard. You know, that’s what drove your father into an early grave.” I don’t think you can say a person was driven to
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