Once upon a time, there was a writer who liked the things that went bump in the night and liked the things that went bump, bump, bump even better. She spent much of her time creating the characters of her dreams and lent them to her readers as fantasies. As the holiday season approached, someone asked her to compile her Christmas wish list but unfortunately the things she wanted didn’t exist.
She wrote the usual simple things like slippers and bubble bath stuff but really her mind was her very own werewolf. Something to keep her warm during those cold Vermont winters. Maybe if she wrote Santa this year he’d deliver?
What would be on your Christmas list?
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