Novel & Cerita Christmas Santa Inflatables

I still had my stuffed animals pressed into my chest. As soon as the girls saw my arms stuffed with the panda and Rudolph they squealed and begged for one. I couldn't deny them and their big puppy eyes, plus carrying two was being a hassle. So I gladly handed over the big panda but kept Rudolph for myself. Knox won it for me and as weird as it sounded I wanted to keep it. We were all currently walking down the street that had been closed for the festival. Christmas decorations lined the buildings and in almost every store front was a Christmas tree perfectly decorated. Christmas music was being played loud enough we could hear it.

“Each of you will have an age group. I’ll tell you the pup’s name, you grab the gift, and hand it to me. The gifts will also be sorted in Alphabetical order.” “Oh. Well I can take the pictures.” “Thank you Molly.” “Pete, and I will keep everything in order “ Dad offered. “Chassy girl, I have a special job for you.” Joe said to me, and smiled. “What’s that?” I asked nervously. “The infants, and toddlers some times get scared of Santa. I need you to calm them enough to get their present, and picture.” “Oh ok. I can do that.” “Thank you.” “Joe, what do you do for the pups that are over 13?” Molly asked.

Anna flung at him and he laughed. He gave her a big gift box wrapped with a red shiny wrapper. She beamed at him. He went towards Anav who was staring at him with a grin and twinkling eyes in Pamela aunt's arms. Santa gave him another present. Anav smiled while taking it and started scratching the wrap with his hands and then tried to eat it by licking. That Santa man came to me and held his hand out to me saying with a heavy voice, "Hello, Merry Christmas miss. This is for you." He gave me a gift. I blinked up at him.

Passing through the hallway, we see a lot of children coming out with their parents, and I also noticed the gift boxes on their hands. When we get inside, there are children standing in line to see Santa who is sitting at a Royal size chair that is decorated with fake snow. There are so many children, the short, small, tall and also parents carrying their infants, all waiting to take pictures and get a gift from a mundane person. “I’m going to stand on the line…” Cassy says excitedly, running to the line.

Neither of them had ever said the words—they would only be throwing gasoline-soaked kindling on the flame—but she felt it every moment they spent together. Tessa tugged the door open. Zy stood there with a pointy, jingle-ball hat, a jaunty grin, and a Santa suit unlike any she’d ever seen, complete with an open jacket and tight red pants. The look was way more hot man abs than ho ho ho. “Merry Christmas, baby. You want to sit on Santa’s lap and tell me if you’ve been a good girl? Or are you on the naughty list?” She giggled. “Oh, my gosh. That’s what you’re wearing?”

It was a Christmas of firsts for both Felix and Cassie. For Felix, this was the first time that his house had ever been decorated for Christmas. In the past, he had put up a plastic miniature tree if he remembered and while Hazel had still been alive, she had put up a menorah for the December festivities. Now, the decorations started right from the gates to the mansion, with the pathway leading to the house lined with colorful reindeer figurines, giant candy canes and plastic snowmen. The house was decked in strings of flashing Christmas lights that Felix was certain would be visible from space.

Santa stood on our balcony, a sack slung over his shoulder. “Ho, ho—” he chuckled, then cleared his throat awkwardly. “Good evening.” “Who's that?” Mama's voice came from behind me. She appeared at my side—Oluchi right behind her. “Look!” Oluchi clapped. “It's Santa.” “Oh! Santa?” Mama exclaimed, surprised laughter spilling out of her. The man smiled politely, reaching into his sack. “These are for you,” he said, handing each of them a big box. Mama accepted the gift, still amused, still surprised. “Ah, thank you. This is unexpected.”

“Yes, tonight. And wear something decent for once.” I rolled my eyes automatically. “You say that like I dress like a stripper.” If only he knew. “This is important,” he continued. “My friend’s son is flying in for Christmas.” “What friend?” “Patrick Laurent.” The name sounded vaguely familiar. “He was supposed to surprise us for the holidays, but your mother and I already booked that Aspen trip this weekend. So you’ll host him instead.” Something about the way he said man instead of boy made me pause. “And Ivy?”

Lowering myself to her level, I held her shoulders gently and brushed a strand of hair from her face. “No,” I said softly. “No, honey. You just had a nightmare. That’s all.” She didn’t look convinced. “Mummy has no reason to hurt Daddy,” I added quickly. “I’ll be back soon. And guess what? We’re spending Christmas here with Grandma and Uncle Elliot.” Her face lit up instantly. “Yeah.” “I’m just going to get a few things for Christmas,” I said. “I’ll be back.” I turned away before she could ask anything else.

It’s the only thing that can light me up more than the thought of a nine-hour surgery or the smile of a patient after waking up from one I’ve successfully performed. There aren’t too many people at the park. Probably most of them are wrapped up in their own Thanksgiving celebrations. There’s a man suited up as Santa, though, giving out candy canes to children, and some men and women dressed up as elves handing bags of food to some homeless people. There’s also someone selling chestnuts and a group of carolers in red and gold singing on a platform.