The ideal Christmas Gift
I'll admit it. When people told me, "If you're bad, you'll get coal in your Christmas stocking," I wondered where the catch was. I always wanted to get coal for Christmas. I loved coal. It was really neat looking. When I went to Grandma's house, I always loved to go rooting around the old barn, where I could always find coal. I would bring a couple of pieces home in a little paper bag (usually along with a feather or two), and I would put the bag in my trunk.
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You must have quite a cache by now. Do you still have it?
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