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Josie clambered aboard the bus with her two toddlers, a pushchair and the bags she’d needed when visiting her mother.

 

Toby was pushed against the window as Josie tried to settle a tired Jenny in her pushchair.

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“Mummy. I’ve written my letter to Santa,” he announced. February’s a bit early thought Josie as she handed Jenny her comforter.

“Granny’s posting it for me. How long do you think it will take?”

“It’s a long way. A week, perhaps.”

 

A contented Toby took out the reindeer from his bag and thought about Christmas, pleased he’d written.

 

“Mummy, how does Rudolph wee?