Snow// Theodore Laurence~little woman

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There the March family was carrying what was supposed to be their Christmas breakfast as they trudged through the snow.

"My boots shall be ruined after this." Clara groaned "Well at least you get to spend Christmas with your family." Beth spoke wrapping her arm around Claras shoulders. Beth was extremely family oriented and made sure everyone knew.

"Is that scarf new?" Amy asked starting at the red fur wrapped around Claras neck. "It's-" Clara was cut off by the screaming crying of a baby being heard.

Claras heart dropped as Marme led them to the front door.

Two beds were in the room. The mother was holding a baby who's clothes were covered in dirt and dust. The remaining kids sat on the two beds. their cheeks were rosy and their eyes filled with tears.

"Hello i'm back." Marme softly said "And I have food and blankets, and. sweaters and we brought medicine too."

Marme then took the baby into her arms rocking it to try and stop the crying. "And these are my girls" she said looking to the five sisters.

As Clara began to unpack the breakfast she realized how ungrateful she really is. These kids had nothing compared to her.

A little boy that looked to be two walked up to Clara tapping on her leg. He then pointed to the bowl of cookies that Clara had just took out of the basket.

Clara crouched down to the little boys level "Do you want a cookie?" She softly asked. The boy nodded his head. "Okay but we mustn't tell mom it can be our little secret" She whispered picking the boy up and resting him on her hip. The boy grabbed a cookie and took a bite his eyes lit up and he began to laugh. "Is that good?" Clara laughed.

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Clara gasped once they returned homed and an amazing feast was left on their kitchen table with everything from turkey, ham, and mashed potatoes to assorted chocolates and cheese.

"Is it fairies?" Amy asked Amazed duping her finger in a bowl of chocolate pudding and licking up.

"Or maybe it's the queen of England." Clara stated

"Santa Claus." Beth whispered

"It's all aunt March." Jo said

"Mr. Laurence sent it." Hannah stated appearing in the kitchen and staring at the star struck girls.

"Teddys Grandfather?" Clara said in disbelief

"Why?" Jo asked as her and Clara walked to the window and stared and the Laurence house.

"He saw you giving your Christmas breakfast away and he wanted you to enjoy the day." Hannah explained resting on the door frame.

Claras mouth opened in disbelieve. As the other sisters came up to the window to stare at the Laurence house to.

"Laurie did this." Jo stated as if it was the easiest answer in the world. "I know he did."

"We should invite them over to eat with us." Clara announced

"Boys scare me." Beth sighed looking away from the window. "And that house scares me."

"Oh Beth what will you ever do when expected to wed?" Clara sighed walking to the kitchen table and shoving a chocolate in her mouth her sisters following. "Doesn't Laurie seem so romantic." Amy stated her mouth full of food. "He is half Italian." Clara finished.

"What do you two know?" Jo spat shoving a chocolate into her mouth "You guys have barely even spoken to him." Amy then hardly hit Jo's arm. "Ow!" Jo whined.

"I am not responsible for this feast." Marme said holding back a smile. "But i do have a surprise." she then pulled out a letter from her pocket that everyone knew could only be from their father.

"A letter from father!" Beth gasped as the March sisters crowded around Marme who was sat down in a chair. "This is better then any Christmas gift!" Clara grinned her smile from ear to ear.

"Don't I wish i could go." Jo whined sitting in the back.

Clara was sat by Meg her arm wrapped around Claras shoulders.

"Jo only sits in the back so we can't see her cry." Amy teased picking at her nails. Jo hit her arm "So what if i do." Jo replied resting her head on Marmes shoulder.

"Is father coming home soon?" Clara asked beginning to miss him dearly.

"He'll stay and work faithfully as long as he can." Marme explained "We won't ask for him to come home a minute sooner then can be spared." Marme then opened the letter and began to read it.