Chapter 27
We left the surgery, I posted off the benefit forms, and we headed for Woolworth’s to check out their decorations. I’d remembered to put the rucksack on Mark, as I thought we’d end up buying quite a bit.
We bought so much—despite Mark’s protestations—I had to buy a second rucksack for myself. There was no way I could carry a plastic snowman as well, so we had to ditch that idea. Though I didn’t give up hope altogether about buying one. Even so, we were a heavily laden pair who dragged ourselves through our front door.
“I don’t know about you,” I told Mark once I’d set down our bags, “but I need a cup of coffee.”
“I wouldn’t say no to a cup, either.”
I went into the kitchen and put the kettle on. “You know, that isn’t the end of the shopping,” I told Mark, who was still in the living room.
I heard him groan. “Why, what have we forgotten?”
“Although we’ve plenty of food in, I want to get a few more special items. I want to make this a Christmas to remember!”