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Chapter 2
Chapter 2 Back at Blackstone, every strand of lights twinkling, Io belted out the holiday tunes on the radio, his voice definitely not going to win him any competitions in the near future. What did he care, it was the spirit of the season and he was enjoying it. He wore his best Christmas garb, including a bright red shirt with a huge cartoon reindeer on the front, an elf hat complete with fake pointed ears perched atop his head. With a metal bowl cradled in one arm, Io happily mixed the batter of yet another batch of cookies. The kitchen looked like a disaster zone with the remnants of his work. But the overflowing sink and flour strewn counters came with a plethora of sweet treats to indulge in later. Everything from chocolate chip to the traditional gingerbread. It was his first Chris
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