THE TALE OF THE RED-HAIRED ANGEL IN CARDBOARD WINGS
[AKA, A STORY OF ADVENT JOY]
"Stop it. Stop. IT!" she whispered at the top of her lungs.
The candle flames wobbled, and the Advent wreath tipped forward and back. The young mom's mind flashed with visions of a fiery end to the beautiful old …
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