The Cocoa That Glowed — Steam curled from the cocoa mug with a soft puff-puff, but Vito’s tiny spoon stayed dark. He needed one cocoa spark to make the Christmas Eve drink glow for everyone. Read the full story →
Steam curled from the cocoa mug with a soft puff-puff, but Vito’s tiny spoon stayed dark. He needed one cocoa spark to make the Christmas Eve drink glow for everyone. So he climbed over the warm rim, past the bobbing marshmallows, and down to the midnight pantry floor.
The tiles felt cold through his boots. Behind a striped candy cane, something squeaked, “Psst! Trade me one jingle.” A square marshmallow rolled out, wearing a dusting of sugar like snow. Vito gave the bell on his hat a tiny shake—ting! The marshmallow opened its soft middle and let out a golden cocoa spark.
Vito carried it back, though his mittens got sticky and sweet. When the spark touched the cup, the stars on the mug twinkled, and joy bubbled up for everyone to sip. Next time you see the candy cane leaning tall, can you spot where the secret whisper began with a soft puff-puff?
