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There was once a house made of ginger and cardboard flavored flour. The builders of this house were firm believers in prefab construction and so they picked up a complete kit for their dream home at their local food warehouse. They would build a house that could withstand storms and winds and trees that swayed. They would build a house that could shine even without power, gleam even without electricity. It would be hard work, but they could do it, together.

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Eagerly they tore open the countless bags of candy. Ok, the six bags of candy; dumping the contents into mismatched bowls. At first, the builders took great care to make sure their structure could withstand the perils of their land. A little bit glue here would make sure the chimney withstood any howling winds and a little bit more glue there kept the door from blowing in. . . if it could blow in. One could never be too careful, what with nibbling cats in the region and a naughty terrier roaming the land. Carefully, and with oh-so-much precision, they assembled their new abode, taking great pains to secure their roof. Recent history had taught them that Winter storms were never polite, preferring to steal lids and hats and roof shingles.

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But soon, instructions and thoughtfully photographed suggestions were tossed aside.

“I bet I can put more candy on the my side of the house,” proclaimed the younger builder.

“I doubt it!” challenged the other builder. And so they set to work, plastering candy to the sides of their new home. And when they were finished, they stood back to admire  their work.

“YOU! You took all the candy for your side!” wailed the younger builder.

“I did not, you had plenty of candy. I just work faster than you.”

“But! But, that’s not FAIR. My side is hardly covered!” the young builder gasped.

“Yes, but you will get to eat my side as well as yours.” the older builder replied.

“Well, then, in that case, you win,” smiled the young builder.

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The older builder swallowed her “I told you so” and smiled. Normalcy is not reconstructed overnight. But ginger houses built with love and laughter and lots of sugar certainly make an excellent foundation.