Simone POV
As soon as I open my eyes, I'm engulfed in a hug. "Oh my, you are even prettier than in my visions. You are petit like a pixie," a beautiful woman says as she tightens her hold on me. "Anya sweetheart, maybe introduce yourself before you hug the girl so tight amd call her short," Santa Claus says with a chuckle. "You shoosh, Christopher Kringle. Everyone can use a motherly hug now and then. I also just meant she is tiny compared to me," she says. She has no idea how right she really is about the hug part, but I still pull back looking at the man she just called Christopher.
"I thought you said you were Santa Claus." "Santa Claus is like a title the children of the human world use. All the men before me and myself have our real names. My son is Nick, and hopefully I can convin
