A Gypsy Christmas

"I guess not," she stood and shook her skirts out. She frowned as she noted her tattered skirts and frowned. "It's just that people say that-" "I know what they say about my kind, child," She waved the girl off and helped her into the wagon, "but do you know something?" Caroline leaned forward as the woman started to dig through a chest and pulled out an embroidered green skirt and a matching top. "What?" "Jesus was once an outcast, too."