The magic of a childhood Christmas

[Stephen Hunter King]

"Yep, it's a good tree," Stephen commented as he looked up from the heart-shaped cookie he was decorating with a red lining and a thick blue D.
"My name is Stephen," he replied with a smile. He didn't even notice any staring, after all he was very social, with other kids, and loved attention anyway. "Would you mind putting it next to my vampire bunny? He could then hide under it."

The boy then glanced doswn and looked at the two still bare star shaped cookies in front of him and had another creative idea. He lifted his bright eyes back toward Sam.
"Hey, let's make stars so it will be night sky above the house?" he suggested and offered one of the cookies to Sam. "My daddy can hang them there," he added as he observed the air space above the house and there was absolutely nothing to provide support for any flying or floating things.