A middle aged woman enters a lounge, dodging a small child running through the doorway, smiling at the people gathered surrounded by holiday decorations.
"It's nearly time for bed kids, Santa's coming.
" Yells the elder man sitting in the arm chair, with a beer in hand, he turns and whispers to the woman next to him snickering, even after she turns and clips him over the back of his head.
“Mummy, mummy.” A little girl with brown hair, wide eyes and a single mole just under her left eye, pulled on the woman’s pant leg insistently.
The woman looked down her daughter and asked her what she wanted.
“Tell us a story.” The words gathered the attention of the other children, spread throughout the room.
“Okay,” She said, sitting down on the sofa next to her husband. “What story do you want.
” A sudden burst of small voices sounded as the children all offered up their pick, talking over one another, until the woman held up her hand and quiet fell.
Her daughter looked up at her and spoke.
Read the rest via the link in the description!