I have obtained your mode of transportation from your night of frolic on Christmas Eve. You must have traveled to the ends of the earth sending out mischief. I know this because of the scent of cinnamon still lingering. It takes a lot of spice to go the distances you must have traveled. Do tell me, did you follow Santa and make Rudolph sneeze, or did you rearrange the ornaments on Christmas trees? The night must have been wicked knowing you, but I hope there was a little nice too.
I'm sending this back to you with a little magic cloth, and some cinnamon to keep you aloft. Stay a little wicked, but not too bad. Make sure it's just enough not to make people sad. Be well, and always keep a little magic and mischief in you heart.
Two with magic
Try not to drop you broom next year.