The brave walk.
Hand in hand with a pre-k friend.
Determined. Yet worried.
“Isn’t it enough that I just sent a letter?” she thinks.
“Must I really sit on his lap?”
“I won’t do it.”
“Nope. Not gonna do it.”
The needy wrap around that clings like a spider monkey at all costs.
You can’t see it here, but when Grandma tried to depart, it was like prying
gum from carpet.
Only to help her poor, scared Teacher, Miss Joy overcome her own “fears” of Santa.
There was no sitting and very little eye contact,
but there was a whole lot of moral support.
Maybe next year……..