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“Okay, so how’re we gonna do this?” Paisley asked, sitting around a large piece of construction paper with her siblings. Ryder -who had the best handwriting of all four – had written “Operation Santa” at the top of the page. Other than its title however, the page was entirely blank.

“Well, we know the North Pole’s at the top of the world, right?” Riley asked, waiting until the others nodded in agreement before continuing. “So if we just keep walking north then eventually we’ll have to get there!”

“Yeah but that could take ages!” Parker cautioned. “

The Dark Moon pack is north, but there’s at least two other packs between us and the pole.”

“Tha’s a good point.” Ryder agreed, “So maybe if we travel to one of the other packs and start there?”

“Yeah! But we can’t take too long, we have to make sure we can get there and back afore Christmas.” Paisley warned.

“Maybe we can get a ride back with Santa!” Riley suggested, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Wow, that would be amazing!” Ryder giggled.

“Okay so what do we need?” Paisley asked. “Really warm coats, snow boots, snacks..”

“Maybe some fish in case we need to d’stract any polar bears.” Parker mused aloud.

“Ooh, good idea.” Riley nodded, starting a list o their paper.

“We should also take hot cocoa, and marshmallows, to help stay warm.” Ryder added. “I wish we knew how to ski, that would make getting there a lot faster.”

“How about a sled” Ryder asked, “if we make friends with one of the polar bears, they might even pull us!”

“This is the best plan.” Paisley praised, grinning.

“We still have to figure out how to get north first.”

Riley reminded them, “it’s gonna be miles and miles before we get anywhere near the arctic.”

“Hmm, we’re too little to drive.” Parker remarked thoughtfully.

a car,” Riley agreed, “but we could easily drive a sleigh. What if we ask Mommy to go back to the tree farm, just for

stealing.” Paisley protested, crinkling up

it.” Ryder reasoned, “we’ll leave a note promising to

need a compass.”

think

should leave a note for Mommy too – so

dunno – you know how Mommies can be, they worry ’bout everything.” Parker countered. “Member what Dr. Nora said? Mommy would do anything for

if we leave she might try to come after us anyway.” Ryder agreed. “She doesn’ know

enough head start then she won’t be able to catch up.” Paisley

you write the , Parker you get the s’pplies. And

The others grinned, “Deal!”

bundled up the pups and returned to the Christmas tree farm. She’d been hoping they would decorate the tree together that evening, but she was just glad the pups wanted to continue doing activities together. They’d been through such a difficult ordeal that she was willing to do just about anything to raise their spirits, besides, they were starting school in the new year, she wasn’t going to have as much time

arrived they headed straight for the bonfire, and Jane retrieved ingredients to make s’mores before cuddling up with the pups in front of the fire. The trees surrounding them on all sides had been strewn with lights, and it truly felt like a winter wonderland. She tried not to think about Ethan, about how wonderfully he

focused on her babies, praying they didn’t ask to go back and ask

She asked, gently guiding Paisley’s hands to avoid sticking the

They knew exactly what they wanted, but they also realized she wasn’t going to get it for

about one of those big beautiful art sets they have in the craft store?” She asked Ryder, stroking

his own marshmallow. The pups were determined to put their plan into motion, but they’d all agreed that there was always time

about a chemistry set

you don’ have to get us

“Santa will take care of our

of. Jane thought bitterly. She hated knowing she couldn’t give the pups what they truly wanted, and it didn’t help that it was the only”updated by jobnib.com” thing she wanted too. She’d gone to her first therapy session the other day, and her doctor had advised her to acknowledge and address the fact that

She tried to smile, “but I want to get you something too. Riley, any thoughts? Riley peeked up at her

of it.” She had to admit that a bunny was less work than some other pets,

the children’s attention, and they were now clambering around

We promise we’ll take extra special care of

you’ll never have

you Wouldn’t rather have some new socks?” Jane

no one wants smelly socks!”

about a nice mop, so we can

cwazy!” Ryder objected, “Mops

fun.” Riley

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