The old man''s eyes filled with tears. He stayed quiet for a while, looking both sad and grateful. Phoebe sat next to him, feeling really upset.


    They didn''t stay long before heading to the next house with supplies. The two families lived close and usually helped each other out.


    The second house was owned by a man named Liam Lawson, sporting salt-and-pepper hair, but exuding a vitality that belied his age. When they arrived, Liam seemed a bit annoyed. "I specifically said you didn''t have toe. You guys show up every year, but we can''t possibly consume all of this," he grumbled.


    Kristoff, who visited every year, introduced them. "Liam, this is Mr. Reynolds from ourpany, and this is Ms. Ziegler. They came to see you this year."


    Liam gave them a critical look. "Don''te next year. The road up here is tough. You''re just making it hard on yourselves."


    Kristoff smiled and whispered to Theodore, "Mr. Reynolds, that''s just how Liam is."@@novelbin@@


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