Vincent's POV
Your probably thinking it's the favor I owe Sammie but your wrong. Dad asked me to do something for him. Today is Saturday and it's the fifth. Dad said today, the next Friday, the one after that and the other two Saturdays I would be doing him a favor at the mall. And man I should of guess it was this.
"This beard is uncomfortable and I'm pretty sure Santa does not have green eyes." I said staring at myself in the mirror.
"What you wanted me to get you contacts too?"dad said grinning.
"No I like my real eyes just fine." I chuckle.
"Good. Sorry about the way."dad said patting on my back as I walked out.
The Santa area looked amazing and beautiful. I spin around looking at it in awe. I sat in a very comfortable chair. Dad shook his head smiling.
"Good luck."dad said leav
