She watched the lights with sleepy eyes determined to prove Bobby wrong. Santa managed to put presents under the tree and even a new unicorn blanket over her.
She had seen nothing. It had to be magic.
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Claire's hiding spot was perfect; crouched behind the sofa she could see the Christmas tree with the star she had helped to place. It was a bit crooked, but Daddy said it gave the tree character. Claire wasn't sure what that meant, but when daddy called her a character he laughed, so she knew it was good.
She watched the lights with sleepy eyes determined to prove Bobby wrong. Santa managed to put presents under the tree and even a new unicorn blanket over her. She had seen nothing. It had to be magic.
Sandra James
8/1/2021 09:06:39 am
Lovely story, Mary! What would Bobby know ?
Pamela Kennedy
8/1/2021 12:56:26 pm
Sorry, Bobby, you were wrong.. Cute story, Mary.
Krystyna
8/1/2021 08:00:31 pm
Like magic, Mary lights up a perfect tale.
Candace Arthuria Williams
9/1/2021 01:10:48 am
When is the last time I heard someone say Daddy? Sure do miss mine and all the happy Christmas Eves. Thanks for the memories, Mary. By the way, my Daddy put the Arthur in Arthuria.
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
9/1/2021 06:11:28 pm
There is beauty in the story's magic and there is magic in the story's beauty. Very well written, Mary.
Mary Wallace
9/1/2021 09:53:49 pm
Thanks everyone. Of course it's magic; you see it reflected in the eyes of children every Christmas.
Sue Clayton
10/1/2021 07:03:27 am
You took me right into the magic of a child's mind, Mary.
Swapan k Banerjee
10/1/2021 01:06:36 pm
You always give each story a unique character, Mary. Comments are closed.
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