The holidays meant more to him than most. They have ever since Gustav got off the ship one soggy November morning. His soles sunk into the soft earth of America. Fealty filled his lungs with his next breath. He pledged allegiance shortly after. He shook the judge’s hand, and thanked him profusely. He began thanking everyone.
Holding a door?
“Thank you, madame.”
Offering another cup of coffee?
“On the house? You’re too sweet.”
Discounting the security deposit for an apartment?
“I’ll never forget you, sir.”...