Sleeping Latte

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I laughed and went to get up, but Santa held me in place. “So let’s hear it. What do you want for Christmas, little girl?” “Hmmm.” I tapped my finger to my lip. “Whatever package Santa wants to give me.” “Oh, Santa wants to give you his package, alright. Anything else?”
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