Christmas
Darla sitting on her gifts on Christmas Eve.
It is 1:23am and the wind is guttering through the space in my bedroom window where the holiday lights traverse from roof to my indoor socket.
I need to get up.
Holiday magic and all.
But it is cold and I have presents stashed in my car and my bed is warm. "Warm and cozy" as Darla would ssy
Darla's Mom 
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