“She’s going to open her presents next,” I said.
“Do you really think she’s even going to notice if we’re here? We’ve just been standing here, in this spot, for the last half hour.”
“You’re right,” I said. “Vamonos.”
Jane caught us by the door. “What, the childless people want to leave?” she joked.
“That’s child-free,” I said. “You did an awesome job, Jane. You’re a good mom. These kids are loving every bit of it. But these adults,” I pointed to David and myself, “want to go far away from all of this noise, to where nothing but wine, cheese, and silence awaits us.” ■