Dear Santa: A Novel by Nancy Naigle

Dear Santa: A Novel by Nancy Naigle

Author:Nancy Naigle [Naigle, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781250185174
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Goodreads: 37638254
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2018-10-16T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seventeen

Dear Santa,

I live at the beach. We never get snow. You should live here in the winter. I have been nice to everyone, even my sister when she told on me for taking quarters out of the jar on Dad’s dresser. I really want a remote control car and a kite.

Thanks,

Marcus

Geoff took a sip from the cup of coffee sitting to his right on his desk. He forced himself to swallow the cooled coffee. That was the trouble with answering these letters: he kept getting so drawn in that he lost track of time. This was the second cup of coffee he’d had to warm up.

He got up and let out a loud groan as he stretched, then walked down the hall to the break room. The comfortable space looked more like a home kitchen, thanks to his mom’s touch. He warmed up his coffee and walked back down to his office. It was still early morning, his favorite time in the office. Virgil hadn’t even made it in yet and he’d always been an early bird.

He couldn’t control Mom getting well, but he would make sure this business was humming on all cylinders the whole time she was laid up. That, he could do for her.

Geoff sat back down at his desk and leaned forward on his elbows. He was feeling a little melancholy today. Probably because Mom was in the hospital. Maybe from the Dear Santa letters.

Reading the letters made him want to solve these kids’ problems. And they made him feel needed.

Or maybe he was suddenly wanting to be more involved because Virgil and Mom had kept information from him. He didn’t like the feeling of being out of the loop. He needed to feel connected to something.

Knowing he had some connection to this place made him want to know more about it. Last night he’d even dreamed about what it might be like to put down long-term roots here. A first. And the thought scared him.

“What’s going on with me?” He physically shook as if letting that feeling go. “Back to it.”

He worked on the letters until he heard Virgil’s voice from the doorway.

“You’re here early.”

Geoff looked up. “Hey. Good morning.” He glanced at the time on his computer. “Actually, you’re here a little later than normal, aren’t you?”

“How would you know? I’m always here before you.” Virgil lifted a bushy eyebrow, and laughed that hearty laugh he was known for.

“That’s a fact. I just finished working the Dear Santa queue for Mom.”

Virgil invited himself in and sat down in one of the chairs on the other side of Geoff’s desk. “Just left your mother. She’s feeling good this morning.”

“That’s great.”

“Well, probably not so much for the nurses or that doctor. She was raising a fuss about going home when I left.”

“I’m sure she was.”

“Don’t be surprised if she Ubers here from the hospital in her nightgown.”

Geoff could picture that. “At least she has her own pajamas and not one of those hospital gowns. That would be a problem.



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