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He just grins and munches on his bread. Smiling, I unwrap it carefully. It’s actually two books, housed in a red slipcase. The books are bound in what I think is red Morocco leather. The spines have raised bands and are lettered in gilt. One isAlice’s Adventures in Wonderland, the other isThrough the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There. Both the copies bear a dedication: ‘Margaret Evelyn Hardy from the Author, Christmas 1871.’ One of them contains a piece of paper that explains their origin.

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Author Tina Nwuba: "Another chapter out, and Merry Christmas 🎄 everyone! I wish you guys a great day ahead, and a happy celebration. I love you all <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>" 25th December, 2025.

Together, we can deal with anything. Coming soon is the next story in Ava's world, "Four Kings for Christmas". Watch this space, launching end of November 2024 <3 Enable update reminders so you don't miss it <3

For Evelyn, with love from Dad. Blake's gift arrived three days before Christmas—a simple cloth book with textured pages for Evelyn to explore, and a letter: *"Dear Aloe,* *Enclosed is something for Evelyn's first Christmas. The book isn't impressive, but apparently babies like textures, and this has lots of different fabrics to explore. I asked the prison librarian for recommendations.* *I hope your first Christmas as a mother is everything you hoped for. You've earned the peace.* *- Blake"* Evelyn loved the cloth book immediately, grabbing at the different textures with intense concentration. Watching her explore something Blake had chosen felt oddly significant—like he was part of our liv

This book will be full of adventures and mystery. Later in winter 2023, I would also like to do another book bearing the title: Buck Off Alpha – She’s Mine! So I’ll be here. See you soon! Love always, O’Chantal. ^~^

By the time they were finished, they had collected a chemistry set, a Teddy Bear, an old-fashioned set of Jacks, pick-up sticks, a sled, a Trouble game, and a few other things. "Would you like anything else?" Mr. Cummings asked, smiling like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. Speaking of which-. "Yes. Do you have the book Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?" Taren asked. "Sure do." Mr. Cummings moved from behind the counter and approached a shelf filled with books. "It's in here somewhere-." He browsed through the books and then he jumped in surprise. "Ah ha! Here it is!" He pulled a book off the shelf and then headed back behind the counter. "Your daughter will really like this when y

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The December of the nine days. He thought about all the Decembers in the five years. The first December — the tentative configuration, the managed exterior, Adrian having been in the apartment for two months and the architecture still finding its register. The second December — the Christmas of the established thing, the deliberate choosing. The third — Catherine and Schubert and the borrowed keyboard. The fourth — the year's shape as consolidation, the new year turned quietly at midnight with the wine and the piano. The fifth — the Morrow Street letter and the Rogers Question named and the library in its bones. And now: the sixth December, the August version, the nine days before the librar

"Want everything." "Then let's plan for everything." She pulled the papers closer. "New Year's Day. We tell my father together. We're prepared for anger, for hurt, for rejection. But we're also united. We don't apologize for loving each other. We just ask him to try to understand." "And if he can't?" "Then we move forward anyway. Together." Nelson stared at the calendar, and January first circled in red. Their deadline. Their declaration of independence.