Jack of Harts

I love this season of the year. People are thankful for the gifts they’ve been given. People are returning the ugly sweaters they’ve been given, if they can find the receipt. People are trying to figure out what to do with Aunt Petunia’s fruitcake of doom. People are resolving to exercise all the food they just ate off. Gym memberships go through the roof. It’s a hopeful and loving time of year, and I love it.