Rita

Christmas eve 11PM, Miles to go, maybe? Stupid GPS, Stupid tire! Stupid cell phone no bars? Oh great now snow! Must walk. Sleigh bells, Red suit Really! Amish maybe? Warm blanket friendly driver going my way. Oddly sleepy. Darkness. Dreams elves, reindeer, toys. Awake! HOME? How? Sleigh gone, distant voice “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.” Midnight Christmas eve home. What a present? I believe!