Grell was drawn by the smell first and foremost. While he didn't have an extraordinary sense of smell, he could discern that there was something in the air as he wandered down the main street. It was something heavenly, as thick and sweet as the perfumeries had been in England and France. The places he used to visit to see the latest fashions
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If it was possible for him to fall in love again, he would have. This woman was an angel. An absolute angel, sent from Heaven to relieve him of the stress that horrible Institute placed upon his delicate shoulders! And to think, not just one, but a few? A few luxury items he could take back with him, with a note saying it was alright ( ... )
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"Now, you just get that wrapped up for the nice lady, and oh - do toss in one of the candy cane sample drops? You know, since it's that time of year and all," she said, moving over and taking out one of her business cards, writing a note on the back of it and signing it. She handed the card to Grell, saying, "Now, if they give you any trouble, you just show them that, all right?"
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Lies, but they were good lies.
And oh! The owner had just called him a lady. A lady! A blush rose to his cheeks and Grell felt his heart skip a beat out of pure joy. Finally! Someone who wasn't just trying to placate him had realized his true nature! Reaching out, he took the card with a bow and gave the owner a small, happy smile. "I will. Thank you! And, ah..." That time of year? Candy canes? Frost on the ground ( ... )
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The girl behind the counter finished wrapping everything, tying a bright red bow at the top of the bag. "And happy holidays to you, too," they both said in unison, smiling brightly.
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