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Chapter Sixty-Three

"Christmas always rustled. It rustled every time, mysteriously, with silver and gold paper, tissue paper and a rich abundance of shiny paper, decorating and hiding everything and giving a feeling reckless extravagance." (Tove Jansson)

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 "What are you still waiting for? Louis spat angrily. "Get your despicable ass out of my sight!

 Alice quivered at Louis Angry words. However, she was more than determined to have things swing her way. And what better opportunity could she get if not this. This is the closest she has gotten to Louis since she moved into the Croft's household.

 "Master, You are going to like me better after taking a bite. Alice sauntered forward as she spoke. "I'm going to make you realize that I am a better choice compared to that Maid girl.