As Mrs. Mary Manor was sweeping her wooden, dusty floor, she kept saying, “One more day until Christmas.”
After Mrs. Mary Manor was done sweeping the floor, she went to bed. Mrs. Mary Manor’s husband already passed away. Mrs. Mary Manor was 83 years old.
The next day, Mrs. Mary Manor was so excited. She got ready for her guests to come. Mrs. Mary Manor quickly set the table up and the chairs and she even set up a shiny, old, beautiful table cloth. Then she cleaned the house, found some toys (for her grandchildren) and cooked some delicious soup, turkey, mashed potato, gravy (of course), mac ‘n cheese, sausages and sandwiches. Then she baked pie, cookies, cake and cupcakes.
When it was 6 o’clock, the guests arrived. They had a wonderful time playing games and eating food. When the party was over, it was already 10:30 PM. Then all the guests went home.
Mrs. Mary Manor looked out the window. She looked into the night sky. There she saw her first Christmas shooting star. Mrs. Mary Manor quickly made a wish.
Then a gust of wind wooshed around her house. It didn’t really look like wind. “Plus, you can’t see wind,” Mrs. Mary Manor said to herself.
So Mrs. Mary Manor was positive that it was definitely not wind because she could actually see it.It was so blurry.
When the blurred thing stopped in front of her, Mrs. Mary Manor had tears in her eyes. Then the blurry thing said, “Do not be afraid. I am your husband. Remember me? Take my hand.”
Mrs. Mary Manor took his hand and then they flew to heaven, so they could live together again.
That was Mrs. Mary Mannor’s Christmas wish. Her wish had come true.
THE END
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