No Santa? Says who?
No Santa? After a bright smile of greeting, my grandson's broad, innocent face clouded with distress. When he hugged me he whispered, through a choking sob. "There's no Santa." "Of course…
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24/12/2014
No Santa? After a bright smile of greeting, my grandson's broad, innocent face clouded with distress. When he hugged me he whispered, through a choking sob. "There's no Santa." "Of course…
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