Santa's Unexpected Visit

Santa showed up at my door last night and I wasn't ready. Picture this:

I'm in my pajamas, hot cocoa in hand, thinking I've got

the whole cabin to myself. Then I hear this knock. Not a regular

knock, but the kind that makes your heart skip. I open the

door and there he is. The actual Santa Claus. Standing in a

snowstorm like it's nothing. Snowflakes swirling around him like he brought winter with

him. He just smiles at me, this warm grandfatherly smile,

and steps inside without saying a word. My jaw hit the floor.