Window 13 – December 13th The Lucia morning on Vrångö could have been peaceful and full of atmosphere, but inside Kajkanten, chaos reigned. Evelina and Madeleine stood glaring at each other from opposite sides of the room. “I’ve been...
Window 11 – Dec 11 Håkan pulled the imaginary cloak tighter around himself. Krut padded alongside him, constantly babbling incoherently about “snowball magic” and “gingerbread rituals.” The barn loomed ahead of them, dark and mysterious in the winter evening....
Window 12 – December 12 Krut started muttering about the greatness of glitter, but Berske raised a finger, and the pig fell silent immediately.. “No glitter,” Berske said curtly. “And here’s what we’ll do: we’ll help Grandpa with the...