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Word Count: 100
HAPPY NEW YEAR…LITERALLY
“All the falderal’s done for another year.” Meg gathered wadded giftwrap and fumed. “Just look at the pine needles littering floor.”
“Don’t be a Scrooge,” whispered Beth.
Amy frowned. “Where’s your holiday spirit, Meg?”
Meg handed her a broom. “Make yourself useful.”
Jo opened her brand new, leatherbound thesaurus. “‘Falderal’…’absurdity, baloney, humbug.’”
Ebenezer popped the cork on a bottle of champagne. “Let’s make merry!”
“Grandfather sent goat cheese for the party,” cried Heidi.
“Then a toast,” said Bob Cratchit.
Asher Lev set aside his paintbrush and raised a glass. “L’chaim!”
Tiny Tim beamed. “God bless our Friday Fictioneers’ muses everyone.”
*Apologies to Louisa May Alcott, Charles Dickens, Johanna Spyri and Chaim Potok.