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As a young child, I remember Christmas eve setting out cookies and milk and awakening Christmas day to find them gone and my stocking full of surprises as well as gifts under the tree. Then when I'd lose a tooth, the next morning there would be some jingle under my pillow. Last night, I loaded my quilt and this morning it was in the same condition as I had left it. I have come to the realization, that there is no such thing as a "Quilt Fairy".

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