Nochebuena!

December 24, 1982: It's nochebuena, Christmas Eve. And it will be a good night, even though my Tia and I will be by ourselves. The neighbors invited us to their homes, but she's not up to it. I remember when my family and I were still living in Argentina, how we would eat at 9:30 or 10 P.M., then towards midnight we'd get ready to drink a toast. At 12 sharp, we'd open up our presents because it was officially Christmas Day. I know this custom still exists, so I bought a present for my aunt. It's a dark blue shift dress. She still wears black. I think the shift will be ok., a change for the better.