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We all turn, and that’s when I see it: Mr. Thompson at the forefront of a large group of people in uniforms. They’re carrying boxes of decorations, buckets of cleaning supplies, and all sorts of things that I can’t even recognize.

“Abby!” Mr. Thompson exclaims, holding his arms out as he approache
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