That Christmas there was only one thing I wanted. This game. But it cost too much and Dad didn't want me asking Memom for it.
So instead I left a note under the coffee table for her to find when we left. When I hugged her I secretly told her where it was. She didn't say a word.
That Christmas....I got it. Dad was stunned and asked my grandmother if I'd said anything to her.
She replied "Steve, I promise...he didn't talk to me at all about it!" Of course not.....I wrote it down instead.
Still a great game with a lot of memories attached to it. One of course being how I got it in the first place. I remember my first ever journal entry being about getting this game from her too.
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