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Never having experienced Christmas, twelve-year-old Penelope finally gets her wish when her parents decide to celebrate it as part of her home-schooling education. Traditions become murky as her parents improvise curious ways to observe the holiday.
To make things weirder, a moving van arrives at the old Compton house down the road and delivers a fully decorated Christmas tree, an arm chair and a lamp, and nothing else. Penelope sets out to discover who lives in the old house and why they only own those three items.
As the holidays progress she gets a unique experience that she will remember for a lifetime.
This short story is the prequel to PENELOPE AND THE BIRTHDAY CURSE and is sure to delight children and adults alike. After reading this, Christmas will never be the same.
PENELOPE AND THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT is available at Amazon.
A short cut from Chapter 13, Penelope and The Movie Star
Chapter Thirteen – Cry Me A River
A river of water gushed from under the door to the girl’s bathroom. On the door hung a hand printed sign. DO NOT COM IN, USE OTHER BATHROAM. A crowd from the dining room gathered down the hall where the water wasn’t so deep.
“Eeeeoooo,” Laura said, tiptoeing through a shallow section to get closer. “I hope that’s not from an overflowing toilet.”
Deedee picked up something floating in the water. She held up a soggy piece of paper at eye level and inspected both sides of it.
Sandy knocked it from her hand. “Don’t touch that. You don’t know where it’s been.”
Stephanie shook her head. “Someone should go inside and see what happened.”
Butch winced. “I’m not going in there. That’s the girl’s bathroom.”
The other boys moved farther away rather than risk being elected to go inside, and the girls didn’t want to get their feet wet on the prospect it was toilet water. Seeing that no one was brave enough, Penelope said, “Fine. I’ll go in.”