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"There's a cat peeking in the window," shouted Molly. She pointed at a window near our front door. Mom and Dad came into the room to see. Molly said, "It must be Kiss Krinkle! You said Kiss Krinkle was coming tonight, just like Santa." I had tried many times to explain that Kris Kringle was just another name for Santa Claus, but she didn't believe me. My Mom leaned over toward the window to see the cat better and she said, "She looks cold and unhappy. We better let her in." |