Thirty Summers # 132 Claine Keily

A friend tells me to give my father a new demon for Christmas, and although he is a learned man, I inspect his advice with circumspection. I do this because he is a male, and therefore inhabits an economy so often unconjoined to mine. As a result of his advice I give way to wonder, try to imagine what this new demon would be like. But I have lived so long with this creature, who gave me such a bright-dark longing for life, that I can imagine none better.