Going Christmas Tree Hunting.
Mom: Hil, get the rope, the saw, and the shovel out of the garage.
Me: ... cautiously Are you planning on leaving me up there?
Mom: .... We'll see, won't we?
I am wearing more layers than an onion wrapped in a croissant. I have hiking boots I have a thermos of cocoa. I have mittens. We're heading up into the boonies in a
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