We had never stayed up for New Year’s Eve before, partially out of disinterest, partially because we were tired. But one year, the family resolved to stay up. Daddy had prepared, buying chocolate Häagen-Dazs bars for dessert. Looking for entertainment, we chose the dvd Santa had gotten me for Christmas, a National Geographic Bengal tiger documentary. But when the film switched its interests to mating and cub birth, Libby and Sarah casually excused themselves, at intervals, while I feigned sleep. The movie finished, the Häagen-Dazs bars all eaten, we disbanded our party. 2005 arrived as we slept, dreaming of tigers.
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