Johnny Kendy went over Sunday afternoon to his grandma’s house to help her set up the Christmas village and do the general decorating for the season. It’s something they have done together since he was only two years old. Now he’s almost 12, and he overheard his grandma, Claire Nathan, telling a friend at church that she’s worried he might not want to keep doing that sort of thing now that he’s getting older.
They finally got all the little houses and evergreen trees and dogs and people onto the mantle, and all the burned out bulbs replaced, and all the extension cords run, so they could sit down and relax with some hot chocolate.
“How’s that little girl in your class doing, Johnny, the one whose mother died just after school started? This will probably be a hard Christmas for her.”
“She’s okay, I guess,” said Johnny, but what he thought was, “I sure hope she has a grandma.”
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