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boon they came to a small grove of spruce trees. Unfortunately, they couldn’t agree on which tree to cut. Every tree was too big or too small, too thin or too thick, or not full enough. Finally they came to what looked like two perfect Christmas trees - both were green, round, and full, just right for the two families.
“I’ll cut it!” said Earl, swinging the ax high over his head. Joy and Uncle Fred watched with dismay as the ax glanced off the side of the tree, and hit Earl in the shoe. Earl fell down, but jumped up again, unhurt. “It missed me,” he said, looking at his shoe. There was a large gash in the shoe, with Earl’s sock showing through. “But now I’ve got an air conditioned shoe.”
“That’s better than no toe,” said Uncle Fred. “You better let me saw it down.” Uncle Fred sawed down the tree, which fell with a small but satisfying crash. “This one’s for Clovis and Joy. We’ll bring it in, and come back and get one for us.”
With difficulty, the three of them dragged the tree downhill to Clovis’ house. Earl complained that his toes were cold. Clovis had brought out the tree decorations, including an angel holding a star for the top of the tree.
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