Nothing much happens: bedtime stories to help you sleep
Merry Much Happens
Catherine Nicolai
Now, to be in my own home, my own family of friends, the smell of the popcorn and soup in the air, and all of us grinning around the table at each other, drumming our fingers and waiting to turn that first card. I guessed we'd probably forget to count down at midnight. too busy laughing and playing, and then, at some point, run out into the snow to retrieve the champagne.
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