I loved writing the scene of Christmas morning at Al and Millie’s house, with the grandkids running into the room and bouncing on the bed shouting, “Santa came! Santa came!” Al is an old grouch with a perpetual frown, but inside he’s a marshmallow – especially for his grandkids. And he loves his wife with a passion that at times takes his breath away. His anticipation of the moment she opens her gift from him is priceless.