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Tommy had quite the mean streak. He’s been in and out of trouble since his dad died a few years back. Now 12, he thinks he’s the man of the house. He helps his mom the only way he knows how and enjoys it.
Being a juvenile has its advantages, and hopefully, this Christmas will be a game changer with the gifts from Santa.
He reached out to Harry, his buddy, for a little help in writing the letter.
“Harry, I need your help again.”
“I don’t know Tom, last time I tried, you didn’t like what I had to say. You accidentally broke my finger, remember?”
“Get over it, dude. It was a year ago, and I already apologized.”
“I’m sorry man, I’m not helping this time. You’re on your own.”
“I see.” Tom muttered under his breath. Harry’s going to regret not helping me. What a selfish jerk!
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