"Ah don't care if Ali's making it up for you." She fights to keep her fingers from clenching in the fabric of his shirt. "Ah want you to be happy. Last year wasn't so bad was it?"

Though she admittedly has a hard time recalling. She remembers he spent a lot of his time in his workshop. This year did not have that option so much when she pointed out she would like to spend more time with her husband than he does with pine boards.