Anne sat quietly sipping her eggnog, gazing at the lights on her Christmas tree and enjoying the light cognac flavor. Every ornament on her tree held a memory, representing Christmas past and present, and perhaps even future. She did not think along the lines of Ebenezer Scrooge because that is not who she was. The … Continue reading The Ghost of Christmas Past
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