The Holidays Must be Over

While Ana was napping the other day, I took down some holiday decorations, including the Christmas tree. It felt good to get at least my living room back in order. Ana woke up and groggily staggered out of her room. She stopped in the living room and looked at the vacant spot for a few seconds. Then she turned to me and asked in a darling, pitiful voice, "Where's the Merry Christmas tree?"