The vents of the green-closing windows allow winter sunshine to enter and gently stroke our faces as we wake up to the bell of St. James, next. It was the day we were preparing to play the Christmas play, beckoning to the start of the winter break at our boarding school. The Yuletide season has always wrapped me in a cozy and warm fold like a soft, colorful patchwork blanket.
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