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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.

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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.

Hello everyone, this Author's Note is prepared with regards to my previous about the new book I intended to publish. So there's been a change of plans and I've decided to publish a totally different book instead and leave the Yuletide novella for the holiday seasons. The next book has already been drafted and will be published this month, maybe on the 4th of April as a birthday gift from me to you guys, so we'll see how it goes. Just wanted to inform you all.

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