Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
As we decorated, the animals watched a bit nervously from their beds. Boxes were often regarded with suspicion by all of them. Things were either coming in or going out, and they weren't sure they approved of either. Finally, Marmalade, bravest of the three, tiptoed up to the tree and reached a paw out toward a green glass bulb.
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