The Third Day of Christmas
Rose swore as she carried two overflowing bags of groceries from her car to the back door of the house. It was pouring rain and she really couldn’t fathom why her mother couldn’t wait two hours for the rain to stop to send her out to the store. But Mum had been adamant that she needed the biscuits, milk, bread, and
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