We had 200 people on the porch at 2 a.m. — I didn’t know until the neighbour called. Invitations had gone out for a tenth annual Christmas at my cabin, and I found out because a guy I barely knew…
The year they mailed invitations before asking was the year everything changed. It wasn’t the first sign, but it was the first one I couldn’t ignore. The cabin was never glamorous. It was a one-and-a-half-story pine box on a quiet lake, the kind of place you reach by two miles of gravel and a road … Read more