Book Six: Chapter 100

Christmas Present will act as a correspondent, but we need her help too much, so it’s letters only for now. After not delivering presents for a couple of days, the sleigh started to fall out of the sky. So we have to stay busy to keep from crashing it. The ghost and the reindeer helped us catch up, but we’re in trouble if we lose them. These weird potato dudes and a giant cat are trying to take Santa’s sack from us. They suck, by the way.

Speaking of Christmas Present, this woman is a gift. She was supposed to give you a special message from me, I hope you liked it.

Lily had signed her name with a flourish and a kiss. Beneath her name, she had written more.

P.S. We let the dog out, they’re pulling our sleigh right now. Good luck finding someone to give them their shots.

“Cerberus?” Mike set the letter down and stared at it. Mrs. Claus was still reading her own letter, her cheeks now flushed.

“Seriously, Death and a hellhound?” She looked o