Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“Okay. I’m cold. I’m hungry. And obviously you’re not going to let me get out of this.” I pulled the gold key from my pocket. “What now?”
“Just wish to see your new home.”
I shook my head. “This is so silly.”
“Meri…” he growled.
“Fine. I wish to see my new home.” My eyes began to blur and then refocus. My heart went into overdrive, attempting to comprehend what I was seeing.
I looked at Beau. “You have to be forking kidding me. Is that my dream house?”
He grinned. “It’s pretty cool. Right? But check out the rest.” He pointed behind us.
I turned, and my jaw dropped. “Oh. My. Gosh. It’s beautiful…”
SANTA SENIOR
“Thank gosh that’s all over with. Am I right, Rudolph?”
Ruddy bobbed his antlers.
“Well, it was a good thing we were there to help them along because I was beginning to lose hope that those two would finally accept my gift.” It wasn’t every day you sacrificed everything—your job, your purpose, and your magic—all so your only son could get out of his own way and find happiness. But I’d been lucky enough to experience the same deep love, and I wanted my only son to experience it, too. For however long he got.
Yes, I missed my wife every single minute of every day, but I knew our time apart wouldn’t be forever. And I’d made her a promise to make sure Beau found love.
“I think this one should go right here? What do you say, Ruddy?” I took the snow globe of the factory and placed it between the one containing Meri’s hometown and the city where all her friends lived. That way, she’d always feel them close to her.
Rudolph made a little squeak.
“Yes, we’ll give them a break from the snowstorms for a while. But they do come in handy.”
I sighed contentedly, feeling proud of the work I’d done, but it was time to move on and let my son take over my beloved factory. He was ready—a man now. Even if he still needs to learn how to laugh properly. Like a real Santa.
I looked at the wall filled with hundreds of thousands of snow globes. “Where should I go, Ruddy?”
He squeaked and nudged one with his red nose.
“Good choice. Hawaii sounds lovely. The cold here is too much.”
THE END