Jerry had been a little surprised that Yasna still lived with her parents. She was twenty-five and a rising star in his company’s HR department. This was their first date and he didn’t expect to have to meet her parents.
While Yasna was getting ready (he’d gotten there ten minutes early), they left him in their den. Her Mom went upstairs while her Dad offered to get him something to drink.
“Christmas wreaths I can get, but what are these?” He reached up and touched one of the odd ornaments hanging from the lamp.
“What is your wish my master?”








