"NOW GET UPSTAIRS!NOW!" Meekly, I obeyed, crying and shaking as I removed my beautifulskirt and my comfortable underwear and changed into the boxer sh...rts,jeans and shirt dad had laid out for me. When I trudged downstairs to theliving room, dad had a satisfied look on his face, though his facialexpression soured when he saw that I'd been crying."Stop crying!" Dad yelled. "You're not a fucking woman and you never willbe!" I took several deep breaths and dried my eyes."I want to call mum," I said. 30 and she asked me to keep baggage in the bed room. I went inside and kept. She told me to take rest for sometime and I told no to her. Then she said let’s talk for sometime. We kept talking and suddenly she said that I’ve become very close to her and asked me to lay my head on her lap.I reluctantly laid on her and she asked me to close my eyes as she wants to give a gift. I was leaning my hand to receive the gift but what I got was never expected. She kissed on my forehead and I was shocked. I look forward to it each year with breathless anticipation. I can’t wait to see all the lights and decorations and to party with old friends. The music of this Season is a special treat. You cannot escape the nostalgia and romanticism of it all. Particularly if you were raised in northern climes, ?Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, down the lane snow is glistening?. Later on we’ll conspire as we sit by the fire and dream unafraid the plans that we made walking in a winter wonderland.? The. His father and my father actually knew each other from when they were students. After we married we moved back to Chicago to be closer to my family. My father was very ill, and I wanted to be closer to him so I could care for him and help as best as I could,” said Jennifer.“My father did tell me that Mr Bouvier had been ill. I’m so sorry for your loss Jenn.”“Thank you,” she replied, smiling at him apologetically. “My mother still hasn’t fully recovered, even after all these years. I don’t think.