In the Woods

It’s Christmas Eve. I’m outside in the woods with a flashlight, covered with red cellophane. Rudolph has landed behind our house. Santa is in the neighborhood.

My wife and my daughter are at the slider door, watching as I slowly move around, turn my head, and bend toward the ground as if to nibble on something tasty.

I move a little quickly, raising the flashlight higher and higher over my head in mock takeoff. It’s time for Rudolph, the reindeer, and Santa to move on.

And it’s time for me to go back inside to hear about what I missed.

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