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She walked along the snow covered road and as the light shone bright upon the snow that crunched underneath her feet, Fiona knew that Christmas was in the air. She closed her eyes and felt the snowflakes dance upon her face. They were cold, but quickly melted as they touched her warm rosy cheeks, producing droplets that resembled tears. As the wind swept the fresh fallen snow through the street, Fiona lifted her arms and fell backwards into a small pile of snow that marked the end of Miss Cromp's drive way.
Finally it was here. The magic of Christmas had found it's way to Fiona's little city of Beckstun, and had consumed her in its travels.
Over the next few weeks everyone began preparing for Christmas. They decked their halls with boughs of holly, hung wreaths upon each street lamp, strung mistletoe above each door and hummed popular Christmas tunes as they went on their way.
Mrs Nestlebee, the master baker, decided to get and early start on her Christmas orders. She began creating the most fantastic plum puddings, delectable sugar cookies and mouth watering gingerbread men. Each year her list of orders seemed to grow longer and longer, and Fiona's mother would ask Fiona to go and help Mrs. Nestlebee. This years order included 84 ginger people, 24 pies, 3 gingerbread houses, 19 plum puddings, 200 sugar cookies and a bushel full of other goodies including Mrs. Nestlebee's prize winning mint snowflake cookies. Also, this year Mr. Thomtucker asked if Mrs. Nestlebee could create a Gingerbread castle, to be the centerpiece of his annual Christmas ball. Mrs. Nestlebee agreed but has been keeping it's design a secret. The only other person that has seen the castle is Fiona because Mrs. Nestlebee needs her help to decorate it. Fiona has tiny slender hands that are perfect for doing all the details for the castle.
Mrs Nestlebee would always give Fiona a goodie at the end of each day, thanking her for all the help she provided. Sometimes Mr. Nestlebee would also bring Fiona a packet of peppermint sticks and taffy from his candy store, that was just around the corner from the bakery. Fiona loved her treats and would sometimes share them with her family when she got home.
Every day after work Fiona would run home for dinner, stopping only to look at the toys in the window of Mr. Markus's toy shop.
Fiona had her eye on a small stuffed reindeer that she believed came from Santa's special workshop. It looked so real, she thought it might come alive and perhaps pull Santa's sleigh through the cold winter skies or sneak out at night and nibble on the bark of the trees.
"One day I will come for you" whispered Fiona, her breath creating a mist upon the store's window. Seeing the heavy fog she created, Fiona was reminded that it was cold and she had better get home before it got any later, especially since the lamp lighters were making their way down the street.