The Waitress & The Werewolf #3

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"Here, baby! How about this one." "Mh... No." "You don't like it?" Mari chuckled. "No." But her toddler had barely looked at the pretty Christmas decoration, already obsessed with the one she had in her hand. What was it with children's sense of aesthetics that made it that she preferred a cheap piece of glitter-covered plastic over a gorgeous red velvet star? Mari observed her daughter's serious expression. This was the first Christmas where Gigi was old enough to pick and hold the Christmas decorations, and naturally, she was in charge of the Christmas Tree decorations. There was no end to the supplies of pine cones, tinsel garlands, warped sugar canes, toy angels, golden bells, fake snow-filled balls, and all colors of shiny decorations, most in shades of red, green, gold or silver

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