"Worst Christmas ever!" Holly glared at the window's frost remembering the note in her mistletoe stocking.
Holly,
Your special holiday gift is not at the North Pole, but near your family's home. I feel you will like it better than the mittens you got last year. Elves cannot make this gift and it cannot be delivered down the chimney.
Thank you for the gingerbread cookies!
Santa
The front door opened and Holly's parents walked in covered in snow.
"Come see your new sister Carol," her mother whispered. The baby looked like a little angel.
"Best Christmas ever!" Holly cried.
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Holly's Christmas Note
Short StoryPoor Holly, this is the worst Christmas she can remember.
