A little old lady with a birch colored sweater and rotund spectacles had just placed her batch of sugar cookies in the oven when there was a knock at the door. She took off her faded oven mitts and stroked her hair back into place.
The knock sounded again.
“I’m coming.” Her voice cracked a bit.
She opened the door.
“Hullo!” A little grubby face peered up at her. “My name’s Pip. And I got something so special to show you.” He held out his hand to reveal a little pebble. “It’s a diamond. I stoled it from the king.”
--- You should have seen my Mom’s face when she came home from the Christmas party. The kitchen counter was completely cleared off, every...
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