3Words: SNOWFLAKE, FIREPLACE, RUDOLPH
Jeremy pulled his hand from red mittens. Big silver snowflake ring was sitting on his smallest finger.
A tire squeal came from the outside.
“Cracking fireplace! Duck.” Jeremy hid himself behind Jimy’s leg. “If anyone asks, I am not here.”
Jimy peeked from his hiding place.
A delivery man waved goodbye to Ms. Robinson, and drove away.
“Great!The package is here.” Jeremy pulled on his mittens. “We need to move fast or they will detect our secret hideout. And don’t ask who. Tell you later.”Jeremy ducked under the tree. “The coast is clear,” he whispered and rolled under Rudolph’s figurine.