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Uncle Amon Books
Copyright © 2014
All rights reserved. This book is a work of fiction. Graphics and images used in this book are licensed and © Dollar Photo Club. No part of this book or this book as a whole may be used, reproduced, or transmitted in any form or means without written permission from the publisher.
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Santa’s Beard
Santa stared into the mirror and sighed. He ran his fingers through his thick, white beard. It was July. A few months to Christmas. He was spending the time with his wife in Florida. He sighed again.
“What's the matter,” his wife, Mrs. Claus, asked.
“It's this beard.” He turned away from the mirror. “It's driving me crazy.”
“What? I thought you liked the beard.”
He stroked it thoughtfully. “I do, I suppose. It's just that it's so hot out. This thing is so stifling and itchy and I just want to get rid of it.”
“So shave it,” said Mrs. Claus.
“I can't.”
“Oh, why?”
“It's a part of my image. I can't get rid of the beard. Who is Santa without his beard. No one.”
“Santa, we're on vacation. You have time to grow the beard back.”
Santa gestured wildly at the beard that extended all the way down to his large gut. “Really? You think I can grow all this back by December?”
Mrs. Claus patted Santa's shoulder. “Aw dear, so what if you can't get it all the way back? You did not even always have that beard. Remember when we met? All you had was that handlebar mustache. It worked then.”
“I can't go back to the handlebar. As much as I'd love to. People expect the beard.”
Mrs. Claus sat down, growing frustrated. “No one sees you anyway. Who cares what they expect?”
Santa, sensing her frustration, grabbed her hands. “But what if they spot me? They spot me and I have a handlebar mustache, or worse, nothing at all. What would they think?”
“They would probably think you were a robber,” Mrs. Claus laughed.
Santa laughed with her. “Exactly.” Santa's laughter faded and he sighed again.
“Listen, how about you sha ............

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