I knew there was a reason I like Xmas…..Just didn’t know what it was. READ LOVE/Hate Xmas…..me
“I’m so sorry I’m late!” The Devil announced merrily as he swept into the living room of The House on the Hill, bringing the frigid Maine winter in with him.
“I come bearing eggnog, Christmas cookies, and warm tidings from the North Pole to help make up for my tardiness,” he said as he placed a large pitcher and a giant platter on the living room table.
I quickly looked at the gifts, my tummy rumbled with longing, but I controlled myself long enough to look up at my well dressed guest.
There was some tinsel on the shoulder of his impeccably tailored suit, and a hint of snow staining his expensive loafers.
“You were just at the North Pole?” I demanded.
It came out much more angrily than I’d anticipated, but Santa Claus and I have always had a special bond. I had no idea Lucifer even knew him…
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