Photo Courtesy This is the part four of the story, Purple Memories . My Christmas gift to you. Purple Memories Part Four (scroll down for parts one, two, and three) By Mary Vee Leah left the jacket in the attic to prevent an awkward situation and followed the children down the stairs. Uncle Alan and his family finally arrived. He scooped each child from the stairs, twirled her around once and set her on the floor then grabbed the next. "What took you so long, huh, Uncle Alan?" the girls whined. A whimsical smile poke through his serious gaze. "I had to eat all of the cookies before we came." "No! You couldn't have!" "You ate all the Christmas cookies?" "You didn't bring any?" The cacophony of protests brought Grandma to the scene. Her voice and presence commanded quiet. "Children. You know Aunt Cindy would never let him touch the cookies before we opened the presents. As a mat...
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