An Advent Calendar of Stories
December 09 2014
Christmas
Spirit
James
Leeder
Cold
Turkey
Once, his head had been
full of dreams. Hamlet. The West End. Hollywood! Now he sat in the back of a
department store, strapping on padding. The hangover pounded behind his
temples, and he belched as he forced down his breakfast aspirin. Two sunken
bloodshot eyes peered blearily back from the washroom mirror as he adjusted his
wig and beard.
Kids
screaming, fighting, crying.
He
could not face one more day.
He
lifted the red coat, and a note fell out.
“Santa.
Please make Mummy well again.”
He
wiped a tear. Straightened up.
Today
he would BE Santa again.
About the Author
James Leeder grew up in the North East of England but now
lives in London. After many years of work he is now spending more time on
writing fiction, and trying to learn the piano.
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