Everyone on the list is done but one.
Dad: sweater. The kids: sorted. Your sister: the same thing as last year, and she'll love it. Then the last line, the one you've been looking at since Thanksgiving. Mom, colon, three question marks.
She's the one person who deserves a real answer, and the one who gives you nothing to go on. You've crossed out candles. You've crossed out slippers. Fill in that line with something she's still using next Christmas.

