CHAPTER 20
BLAKE UNDER THE MISTLETOE
“Achoo!”
“Ginger Snickerdoodle, you’ve been such a trooper this holiday season. After today you need to take care of yourself. Sounds like you have a nasty cold.” Peppermint handed me a tissue.
“Peppermint, you are the only elf not sick. How did you manage that trick?” I asked.
“The rest of the year I work in a day care center, so I think I’m more immune to kids' germs.” She patted me on the back. “Plus, I take zinc lozenges every morning. My doctor told me that would help. Now where on earth is Santa? We open in five minutes and he’s still not here.”
Eddie had missed the bus this morning, so he texted to let me know he’d hired an Uber and should be at work soon. “He’ll be here.” I mumbled, and the pain in the pit of my stomach throbbed. It was Ch
