Chapter 29
Graham
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WHEN I FINALLY made it to the hospital, I put the rest of my costume on and entered the building. People smiled at me as I walked by, and I quickly jumped into character again.
“Are you really Santa?” asked a little girl who was just leaving the building with her mom.
“Yes. Some people call me Kris Kringle,” I said, grabbing a candy cane from the bag. I looked at her mother and motioned toward it.
Smiling, she nodded.
“Thank you, Santa! Don’t forget that I really want that doll I sent you a letter about,” she said, taking the candy from me.
“I’ll do my best,” I replied, not knowing what else to say. Fortunately, the mother winked at me and I had a feeling she’d be getting her Christmas wish.
“Ho, ho, ho. Merry Christmas,” I said before walking away.
Aft
