When Santa Comes

“People making lists, buying special gifts, taking time to be kind t─”

“Hana, I told you to display the Christmas ornaments later! Someone’s here to see you! Come, quick!” Viola cuts me off and hands me a present.

“Oh, thanks for the present!” at the present, I beamed.

“That’s not from me. It’s from Santa and he’s looking for you so come!” she clarifies.

“Coming!” With excitement, I say as I put down the rest of the Christmas ornaments.

As I arrive in the dining area, I see the man again who was once my hero. I now believe Santa exists.