Curled up in front of the fireplace all cozy and warm, I glanced out the window at new fallen snow. Bright, orange flames shot up our chimney lickety-split. Wood crackled and popped, while pine-scented smoke wafted all through our country farmhouse.
In just two days, Christmas Eve will have arrived, and then I’ll head off to church to celebrate the birth of Jesus.
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