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[She couldn’t help but giggle at Katelynns enthusiasm.  She was glad to see her so excited.]  Yeah,[she turned to Jack.] I was just, uh, making a pit stop. [She grinned.]

I think I’ll get going though. Oh, I almost forgot! [She reached into the chair and handed him the smaller rectangular package.] Here, Merry late Christmas!

Katelynn dropped her arms, rubbing at her shoulder. That had hurt. Note: Muscles still hurt. But she still smiled, so happy to have her friends here with her, holding her own present close to her heart and watching Alice give her present to Jack.

He unwrapped the gift slowly after saying a shaky thanks, and stares in wonder at the wooden art pencils. Jack’s green eyes light up and he grins, brightly, before looking to Alice. “Thank you!” he said gratefully before pulling her in for a brief, and sudden, hug. “They’re lovely! Katelynn look, look!” he turned to his girlfriend, showing the pencils before he saw she was holding a gift in her arms too. “Oh, Katelynn you didn’t…” he said quietly, but on a small, thankful smile either way. “I have your gifts too! Oh, in my bag…!”

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