Christmas

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//2014//

Every year our Aunt and Uncle from Texas send us our Christmas gifts through the mail. All of us kids eagerly waited for them to get in, because who doesn't like presents?
It was about three days before Christmas and Mom decided to check mail. The gifts had come!
"Can we open them!"
Jules, the youngest girl cried.
"Sure I guess. But those are the only ones you can open before Christmas."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
As mom passed out the gifts the kids tore into them, leaving no time for her to change her mind. I carefully opened mine, not wanting to make a huge mess out of wrapping paper, and pulled out a small white purse with colorful letters on it.
"This is a cute purse, I needed one too."
I proclaimed as I showed mom the purse.
She gasped,
"That's a coach bag!"
"A what?"
"Coach! It's an expensive brand of bags."
"Oh."
"You didn't know what coach was?"
"Not really, no."

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