When life hands you Lemons, don’t just take a bite; change the world.
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Chapter 24
The Blossom Avenue Snow Globe
Windows rolled up, volume turned all the way down, I wait for the ringing emanating from Ma’s car speakers to finally stop as she drives slowly over patches of black ice and puddles of dirty, slushy snow lining Blossom Avenue.
Nearly every house on our block has at least one strand of multicolored Christmas lights strung on the gutters or wound around wrought iron porch gates. Too many have those inflatable characters like Mickey Mouse Santa Claus or Snowman Baby Yoda, which I find lazy. There used to be two houses with the best light displays on the block: big, chunky retro lights framing each window and both roofs, old-school animatronics robotically waving candles in every front-facing window.
Now, it’s just one. The Lemon house with our washed-out Italian and Pride flags.
The otherusedto belong to the DeLucas. Before it sold last August, after the wedding. End of an era, if you ask me.
Our house might not win any prizes for light displays, but it’s home.
Snowflakes gently flutter to the ground, making Blossom Avenue look like a giant suburban snow globe.
Ricky’s voice patches through the speakers.
“Finally, what took you so long!” I shout.
“Hi, sweetie! Guisy here, you’re on speaker!” Ma bellows. “How’s Seattle?”
“Cold and rainy,” Ricky says. “I’m guessing that means you landed?”
“Didn’t you get my texts?” I ask. “I messaged you as soon as I landed! And again at baggage claim. And again while waiting for Ma.”
“Sorry, I was finishing up a new project, and the woodshop is a—”
