Esther exited the store with a scowl.
She had purchased one of everything, but still felt empty inside.
"Home then, m'lady?" Reginald asked.
A gleam of an idea twinkled in her eye.
"No," she said with a spreading grin of glee, "To the shelter... It's Christmas... and I want to find a homeless man to hunt."
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