Christmas Eve

I’m cautiously optimistic about surviving this caper. I’ve given up getting the ransom, but there’s no sign that the fat man has located us. The rookie seems content either way, so I don’t think she’ll give us away.

The deadline’s tomorrow, and it’ll all be over, one way or another…

Update: It’s worse than I thought…I caught the rookie and the troop mother lighting a candle on the front porch tonight, and overheard the rookie say it would make it easier for the fat man to find us. They’re asleep, so I’ve secured the house. He won’t get in here!

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