3Words: FRANKINCENSE, SHEPHERD, WISHES
Jimy pulled himself under the manger, where he hid himself.
“It’s very good to see you out.” Jeremy came closer. “Here. Put this on.”
Jimy took white tear-drop bottle with a snowflake picture. “What is it for?”
“Just a little present for newcomers.”
“Oh.” Jimy opened the top, and smelled it. “Smells like Christmas frosting, the way my mom use to make before she got sick.” He put some on his hands, when he noticed a shepherd walk by.
“You are right, kid. This one is called Frosting Frankincese Wishes.” Jeremy smiled and mumbled: “It will help us to locate you faster, if you will get in trouble.”