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said their very long good-byes, there was nothing left but to clean up and go to bed, which is exactly what Sylva and Goldie did.
    â€œI don’t know if I can face these dishes,” said Clara. “I thought all this would be done by magic. I thought for once that Tink would—” She dropped a plate on the floor, and it broke with a sharp crack.
    â€œOh, Clara. Don’t say it,” said Rosy, and she picked up the pieces. “Don’t lose faith in Tinker Bell. She would be here if she could.”
    â€œThen why isn’t she?” asked Clara. “Why hasn’t she come, Rosy? Why did she have to ruin our Christmas just so she could be the star?”
    â€œThat’s who she is, Clara. And we love so much about her—we have to love that too.” Rosy put the dustpan and broom away in the cupboard. Then she hugged her sister tight. “Let’s just leave the dishes for once and go to bed. Maybe Tink will come tomorrow, on Christmas Day.”

    â€œAnd if she doesn’t?”
    For a moment, Rosy was tempted to say that Clara was right: If Tink didn’t arrive, Christmas would be ruined. But then she thought of the way Goldie was trying so hard to make do with just a few presents, and how Squeakie was struggling to be understood, and how Sylva had been so brave when the guest of honor did not arrive at her own surprise party, and of course the way Clara held them all together.
    â€œIf she doesn’t come,” said Rosy, “we’ll make it the best Christmas we can.”
    â€œYou know what?” said Clara, taking off her apron. “Let’s start right now.”

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    â€œS ylva! Goldie!” Clara’s voice was brimming with mischief. “Come down here right now.”
    â€œWhat is it, Clara?” asked Rosy.
    â€œYou’ll see,” said Clara.
    Sylva and Goldie came down to the great room in their pajamas, while Squeakie slept soundly in her crib.
    â€œTink’s not here, is she?” asked Sylva.
    â€œNope, not yet, and let’s stop talking about when she’ll come and what she’ll bring. Let’s celebrate being here together with one another. If she arrives tomorrow, it will be lovely to see her. And if she doesn’t—”
    â€œIf she doesn’t ?” said Sylva, her face falling.
    â€œIf she doesn’t,” said Clara firmly, “then we will send her our love and promise to come visit her in Neverland next year.”
    â€œWe’d go to Neverland ?” said Rosy.
    â€œWhy not?” said Goldie. “I wonder what exactly those Lost Boys are like.”
    â€œWe’ll go together, and see Tink next year, and bring Christmas to her,” Clara said. “By next year I should have just about enough magic to get us there.”
    â€œMaybe Queen Mab will send us in her Royal Balloon!” said Sylva.
    â€œYou’re right!” said Clara. “But why are we talking about next Christmas, when it’s practically Christmas right now? We’ve got some presents to open!”
    â€œAre you sure Tink won’t mind?” asked Sylva.
    â€œI’m very sure,” said Clara. “Tink may get distracted and not do everything quite as she hopes to, but I know for a fact she would not want Christmas to be spoiled for us.”
    â€œLet’s take a vote. All in favor of opening our presents right now, say aye!” Goldie declared.
    â€œAye!” said Rosy, Clara, and Sylva.
    â€œAll opposed, say nay!” said Goldie.
    No one said nay, but Ginger said Mow , which made them all laugh.
    â€œThen let’s begin!” said Goldie.
    They gathered their small pile of presents around them. In the light of the fire, it looked like a treasure.
    â€œLet’s go oldest to youngest this time,” said Sylva. “I want to save mine for last.”
    Rosy handed Clara a package. “I was your Secret Christmas Fairy,” she said. “I