It was winter where you were, though you don’t remember that. There were no windows in her basement, no glare of sunshine or snow. I only know the season because in one of the pictures in the stack of Polaroids on your desk, there is a small Christmas tree tucked underneath a table behind your legs. It is circled with silver and gold tinsel, punctuated by blobs of metallic color I take to be decorations.
What would she have hung on her tree?
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