“New year
resolutions,” said Frank. He sat at the kitchen table and scribbled across a
long sheet of paper, then flipped it over and scribbled some more.
“That’s quite a
long list you’re building.”
He continued to write.
“Sure is, but I’m going to finish each and every one of them.”
Cecily moved closer and read over his shoulder. “’Buy new socks,’ ‘Replace the light bulb on
the porch,’ ‘See the new Batman movie’— those aren’t your most challenging
resolutions, Frank. Some of them you already do every day, like ‘Shave in the
morning.’”
“If there’s one
thing I learned last year,” he said, “it was that resolutions should be
achievable.”
Cecily shook her
head and returned to her omelet. She knew he beat himself up for failing to
become the successor to Kim Jong-Il. And he tried so hard.
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