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DAY 4 - Christmas Fruitcake

kiddie’s crush are incredible sweet

“It’s cake,” Pitch whined softly around a mouthful of crumbly disappointment, “It’s supposed to taste good.”

Sandy poked at his slice unhappily. “It tastes like those candies Nana has that all stick together.”

“Let’s throw them out.” Pitch looked around for a wastebasket, but Sandy shook his head.

“No, Pitch!” he whispered, eyes wide. “Santa will know we didn’t eat them and we’ll go on his naughty list!”

Pitch nodded somberly at Sandy’s reasoning. The two children ate their fruitcake in silence.

that was a thing of beauty