Myths and Mistletoe

What if the elusive gift giver known as Santa Claus was real, but not in the way that everyone has come to know him? What if instead of a snow white beard and jolly belly, Santa was blonde, blue eyed, and had an affinity for candy cane striped thigh highs with reindeer bows?

For hundred of years, Kristine Kringle let the world believe that she was a fat old man with an appetite for cookies and milk. But that was the least of her concerns. Santa letters were down by sixty percent and the crystal globe that usually glowed with the belief of millions of children was beginning to fade. The modern era believed more in credit and supermarkets then in the magic of Christmas. If this continued, she would soon be out of business and without a purpose. Before she knew it, she would be sandwiched between the Sandman and the Satyr in the book of forgotten mythologies.

So what is a girl to do? Take control of the situation, that's what!