Secret Santa

Molly couldn’t sleep she was too excited.

Determined to catch sight of Santa she held her heavy eyelids

open until 2am when she heard a rustle at the end of her bed.

She looked up, gasped and shot bolt upright.

“Dad!” she exclaimed “Where’s Santa?”

Unperturbed he whispered

“I’m a ‘secret Santa’ Molly. Santa’s very old now and can’t

deliver all the presents by himself.”

“So you help him?” She asked

“Yes. Christmas magic transforms our car into a sleigh and Reg into a reindeer”

“I knew that hamster was special” replied Molly smiling “but why are you in your underpants?”