![]() ![]() ![]() Yes, those kids did that quite often - pull her hair, tell her to look down at the spider on her shirt, then flick her nose when she did, rip the pages out of her notebook, and other second grade torments. ![]() So, what had changed? What had happened in the span of a year? Why was Ryan, and some of the others, saying these horrible, hateful things? Jennifer remembered that Ryan had been the first child in line to happily sit upon Santa's lap and rattle off his wish list of toys. Dunbar, took the class on a field trip to Christmas Lane. It was just last December when her first grade teacher, Mrs. Heck, even Ryan had believed not too long ago. Why anyone would was unfathomable to her. "He's not real! It's just your parents who put all that junk under the tree and in your stupid stockings."Ī few of the other kids around him chuckled and nodded in agreement, but Jennifer ducked her head down and closed her eyes, as if to drown out the evil words that came from his sour mouth.įor her whole life, all seven glorious years of it, she had never once doubted the existence of Santa Claus. " Santa Claus is not real!" little Ryan Black taunted from the back of the yellow school bus. PayPal -or- credit card -or- Apple iBookstore BN.com Kindle Kobo Books Whatever the outcome, the North Pole will never be the same. This final installment in The Coal Elf Chronicles will bring everything to a head. ![]()
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