"Niall, can you hand me one of the smaller ornaments?" I asked Niall, our household android, obediently handed me a purple sphere out of the plastic crate. I smiled as I took it from his cold hands and placed it on one of the branches of the tree. I hopped off the ladder and took a few steps back to look at the magnificent Christmas tree. It was one of many we had in the house, and no matter how many times I did it, I never tired of decorating them. Christmas was one of the few holidays I enjoyed, and decorating the trees were something that brought me back to a simpler time. "What do you think, Niall," I asked "I've never seen Christmas trees before, but there's something about this one that I like," Niall stated. I glanced at him as his glassy eyes looked over the tree. I gently lifted one of the ornaments toward us. This one belonged to my grandmother. My grandfather gave it to her in 1954 for their first Christmas together. It was a small crystal snowflake, and when light shone through it, the decoration gave off a beautiful iridescent glow. I motioned for Niall to come look. He took a few steps forward and leaned in. "This one here is almost 100 years old. My mother passed it down to me before she died. It's one of my prized possessions," I explained to him with a smile. I could see the LED light on his temple slowly turn yellow, meaning he was processing the information. Androids came to Philadelphia soon after they were mass produced in Detroit. As soon as they were available for purchase in Philadelphia, my control-freak husband, Carter, just had to have one. "It's lovely, Mrs. Hannaford," Niall said. "Niall, I have told you a hundred times that it's alright to call me Isabelle," I laughed as I moved away from the tree and rummaged through the box for more ornaments. "You know Mr. Hannaford doesn't like when I do that." "Well, Mr. Hannaford isn't here right now," I retorted as I placed two ornaments on the tree. Once again, I stepped back to take a final look. The tree glimmered against the marble floors and white walls of the house. The lights flickered against the sparkling garland, and I felt my expression returning to the wanderlust I once enjoyed as a child. "Now all it needs is the angel," I concluded "Angel," Niall pondered. I had already started climbing the ladder to reach the top of the tree. I pointed toward a brown box placed on top of all the others. Without another word, Niall picked up the box and brought it over to me. Carefully, I pulled the ceramic angel out of the box and fiddled with it until it was stationed securely on the tree. "What do you think you're doing," A voice boomed and echoed through the room. I felt chills run down my spine. Carter marched into the room, the sound of his expensive shoes clicking against the marble. He wore a neatly tailored suit which meant he had just returned from work. I jumped down from the ladder and made my way toward him. The air around Carter was cold. His eyebrows furrowed, and disgust filled the lines of his face. "Darling, it's Christmas time, I had to decorate," I said with the sweetest smile I could muster, trying my best to lift his spirits. "Why do you think I got us the android in the first place? Do you think it was just to drop a couple thousand dollars on a piece of plastic that can talk back to us," Carter mocked.. My smile quickly faded as he walked past me, giving my shoulder a subtle shove. I swiveled and watched as Carter knocked the box of decorations out of Niall's hands and kicked it across the floor.