I picked up The Man at the airport in the afternoon. It's good to have him back. On the way home, we passed by St. Clair and Keele. "Let's go into the Future Shop," he said.
I drove into the mall and parked. We browsed the store on the pretext of looking for a Christmas present for The Boy. Then The Man wouldn't leave. He just wanted to look at the electronic stuff and latest gadgets. "I don't get to see this stuff in Kabul," he said.
Oh yes, he's home. And he hasn't changed one bit.
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