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My Son Brought

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woman chose the flannel man, which she obviously did.

At ten, after everyone left, Caleb and I stood by the tree.

The star still had one missing point.

Milo was asleep under the lowest branches like a furry ornament.

Caleb handed me a small box.

“Open it.”

Inside was a keychain.

A little silver house.

On the back, engraved in tiny letters, were the words:

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