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Hanson was green with envy. A tree! Who would have thought all that was about a tree? His eyes slid to where Willy was fingering his new knife. ‘I would have picked the candy,’ he thought to himself, his mouth watering at the thought of sweets.
He poked Reggie with his elbow. ‘You got the answer yet to that horse riddle?’ he whispered.
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If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world – J.R.R. Tolkien
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