Written 25 December 2018
Georgina woke up Christmas morning to find a man in a costume dead on her living room floor.
She went outside to find a gaggle or reindeer tethered to a slay impatiently pawing the ground.
A giant slay sat lopsided in the snowy front garden, empty but for a few scraps of wrapping paper and a note saying “Got you Santa”.
She heard a scream from the hallway. Damian had found the bloated corpse.
The lengths James would go to get out of buying stocking fillers every year astounded her