"Why don't you open it?" Troy's eyes swung
 
 from the small box to me and back to the box. "I will." Gingerly, taking great care not to tear
 
 the paper, I unwrapped the present to find a small,
 
 dark blue velvet box. I opened it and took out a heavy,
 
 gold locket in the shape of a heart with a sparkling
 
 gold chain. I pressed the release button and the locket
 
 opened to a tiny picture of Daddy and me standing on
 
 The Jillian. We both looked tanned and happy. I
 
 remembered why I looked so happy. We were on the
 
 way home and I thought I would find Momma waiting
 
 for me at the dock.
 
 "Can I see?" Troy asked. I held the locket out
 
 and he plucked it carefully from my palm to gaze at
 
 the picture. I saw his eyes widen and then grow small.
 
 "I have a big picture of my daddy," he said. "But he's
 
 not smiling. I told Tony and he said Daddy's smiling
 
 in Heaven and he will always smile as long as I am
 
 good."
 
 "Then I'm sure he will always smile," I told him. I had him help me put on the locket and then we
 
 returned to opening our gifts.
 
 I spent Christmas Day helping Troy set up his
 
 toys and put away his gifts of clothing. Late in the
 
 afternoon, we watched some shows on his new
 
 television set. We had a delicious turkey for
 
 Christmas Day dinner, and Rye Whiskey prepared
 
 vegetables with sauces I had never before tasted. Troy kept me so busy that I was grateful for the
 
 reprieve when it came time for him to go to sleep. I
 
 went to sleep early myself that night. I had promised
 
 him that we would ride his pony in the morning,
 
 which we did. In fact, there was so much to do at