Ma Shepherd saw the light on the washer blink in a way that could only be a sign. And lo, by the time the machine reached the spin cycle, the prophesy came to pass. The sodding thing was knacked. Angelo, the engineer brought glad tidings of great joy. The motor could be resurrected for a small fee. Angelo’s small was not Ma Shepherd’s. The gold, frankincense, and myrrh were returned. A refund graced her purse. Angelo was paid. On Christmas morning Ma Shepherd reminded her family that time spent together, memories made, and love were the only gifts that mattered.
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