A PRISTINE CHRISTMAS_DAY 9

Alicia was cleaning up after breakfast in the little kitchen that Christmas morning when someone knocked on the door.
“I’ve got it hon,” Charles called out from the living room.
“It’s a policeman at the door, Mommy,” CJ ran into the kitchenette to share.
“What does the police want, Mom?” Chelsea asked, her eyes widening.
Alicia’s stomach was tightening in knots. She couldn’t know what a policeman would want with them, especially on Christmas day.
In answer to Chelsea’s question, Charles stepped back inside the door closing it behind him. “Hey y’all, everybody get dressed, we’re leaving,” he announced.
 “With the policeman?” Why?” “Where are we going?” all of their questions came tumbling out at once.
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