his voicemail and listened to the message.
“Alex, it’s Gretchen. Kristina called and said the office was trashed. Call me,” she said at the end of the message. There were twelve more messages like that, each increasing in anger and frustration.
He dialed Gretchen. She picked up, but before she could talk he interrupted.
“Long story. Fought Santa Clause. Bah, Humbug. It’ll be in my report,” said Alexander.
“What? Whatever; call me tomorrow. Merry Christmas,” said Gretchen.
A merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night, he thought as he went upstairs for a much deserved long winter’s nap.
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