The Christmas Angel
Christmas was fast approaching, and Santa was in a world of hurt. Toy production was behind schedule, and the Elf union was threatening a strike. Mrs. Santa had washed his Santa suit with the lists of which children had been naughty and which had been nice in the pocket. Two of the reindeer were down with hoof and mouth, and he had just gotten an "extended warranty" call about his sleigh.
There was a knock on the door. Santa grumbled "Now what?" and answered the door.…