A Christmas Arrangement
“I said to the handsome face reflected in the bathroom mirror from my t-shirt. “Let’s get this over with.”As much as I hated putting the elf costume back on, everyone on the celebration committee had loved it when they saw me on TV. I’d planned to dress normally for the work day, then don the costume in the afternoon when the early birds began to line up for Santa. I ran down the schedule of events one more time before leaving the house. My first stop would be Tasty Treats Bakery where Pam an...d her crew had no doubt been up since the wee hours getting ready. Santa would arrive at the city park two blocks from my shop by helicopter, at three p.m. K.C.’s husband would switch with her after the triumphant landing. He didn’t mind sitting with all the kids from the town, but he didn’t want to take away K.C.’s moment in the sun. They didn’t mind renting two Santa suits, and I didn’t mind having K.C.’s help at the shop, so while complicated, it was still a win-win situation.The forecast called for more cold, with winds picking up occasionally. Snow wasn’t expected for another couple of days. I looked out the kitchen window and saw the leaves on the neighbor’s trees twitching. I went to turn down the thermostat and realized I hadn’t heard it kick on lately. The warm before the storm, I thought, hoping I was wrong.I heard a strange squeaking noise coming from the front of the house. The last thing I needed was a mouse running around getting into my cupboards and my food. Well, if I’d had any food in my cupboards. But the thought of it was still awful. I got the heebee jeebees and started to scratch. There it was again. I went into the dining room, closer to the front of the house. I franticly searched the corners of the room. The squeaking sound was coming from behind the front door, on my porch. Probably not a mouse. My stupid almost (couldn’t come soon enough) ex-husband had left something on my porch. Someday I’d have to apologize to Alex. Apparently he’d guessed right about my Secret Santa. I grabbed the baseball bat out of the umbrella box next to the door. If there was some rabid animal on my porch, or an ex-husband, I’d defend myself. The bat had been a gift from K.C.MoreLess
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