Every Christmas, we must tell a good story, one that we may learn from, or share, or use to make for a better existence. This story could be about truth, or justice, or the origin of Santa Claus. Maybe that story could be about the uncovering of truth in a restaurant full of liars, or perhaps about a game where the winner wins a million dollars and the losers rot in their cells for Christmas, or maybe that story could even tell us how Santa really got his start. Maybe it can be about all three. Maybe "The Fountain of Truth" is all three.
Yes, "The Fountain of Truth" is all three.
It is a compilation of three short fables, beginning with "The Fountain of Truth," the flash story the collection is named after, about families who discover shocking truths and the person responsible for getting those truths out into the open, "Christmas Log," the story of four guys who compete in a puzzling radio contest for a million dollars on Christmas Day and the consequences they encounter when losing, and "St. Nick's Gym," the "real" story of how Santa Claus's private gym went from a fitness center to a toy-making factory, and how he went from a buff curmudgeon to the jolly fat guy we know of today, and, essentially, how he went from being a nobody to becoming Santa Claus. Each fable is meticulously crafted to have a message while also inserting itself into the growing body of Christmas stories worth telling year after year, generation after generation. Each entry into "The Fountain of Truth" super collection ("super" in importance, if not in size) strives to do one thing and one thing only: To give you a Christmas story unlike anything you've read before.
If you want to read a Christmas story unlike any other, then check out "The Fountain of Truth," even if you've already read something similar just a few minutes ago.
"You had no right to do that," I snap, trying my best to out walk him.
His chuckle was loud behind me and his hand griped on my forearm, stopping me. Something about his warmth gave me chills all over my body.
Something I don't think I ever wanted in the first place.
Especially from him and especially now.
"Yes I did, and I still do." His hard grip around my arm loosened, and snaked up to lock his fingers through my hair.
Oh Momma, what is happening?
Being this close to him has been happening way too often for normal. Still, I couldn't break away from this close contact, I was frozen, shocked.
"What makes you think that?"
My question hit him with humor, and instead of fully responding, he leans his face closer to mine. The smirk on his face stayed once he noticed the affect he had on me.
"Because," he whispers out pressing our bodies together.
"I'm your Secret Santa," he licks his lips as if he's hungry, then continues, "I can give you anything I want to give you."
His free arm wraps around my waist, and he lifts me up during the action before pressing our lips together.
The main character is Kimberly. She's an accident prone person who wants nothing but to enjoy her winter. Her friends want the best for her after a terrible break up they witnessed. Every year they all hold the traditional Secret Santa.
Somebody from the group believes that they are what Kimberly needs. This is about Kimberly and her crazy winter story about her not so Secret Santa.