She whispered, half questioning, he's here, didn't you know?
Trying to hold back the burning urge to jump and run, throwing my arms around you. I walked over as slow as my adrenalin driven legs could muster and whispered the calmest greeting I could. What you probably couldn't tell was that the grin I carried on my face was initially a frown caused by the already subsiding headache only minutes ago.
Thank you, Santa.
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