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I’m Dreaming Of A Rascal House Christmas
The dream returns every year around this time. Although I’m sound asleep, I rise at 5 on Christmas morning and tiptoe quietly, like I’m 4 years old, down a creaky stairwell to our living room. Where our Scotch pine, adorned with ornaments made of genuine Rascal House gift cards has sprouted dozens of Rascal House […]