A short piece from Val Fish, very poignant.
George was feeling extremely grumpy, he’d been sweltering in his grotto all day, giving out presents to some rather naughty children.
He had thought about hanging up his Santa Suit for good, but he needed to supplement his income somehow to tide him over the winter.
George was surprised to see his last visitor crying.
‘Oh poppet, what’s the matter?’
‘I want my daddy, sobbed the little girl. Mummy says he’s up in heaven, but I told her you can do magic things and bring him back. I don’t want a present, just my daddy.’
And Grumpy George’s heart melted.