A Christmas Riddle Mike Anderson
CHAPTER 3
At first she wasn’t sure that she had heard anything at all; but as she took another step, she heard it again; a soft “tap, tap, tap” on the back door. “Just a minute!” she called. She hurried into the living room and set the packages beneath the Christmas tree. The knocking came again as she walked back into the kitchen. “I’m coming!” she called again. She peeked out the curtain but no one seemed to be outside. Opening the door she first looked out and then down. “Oh, my...” she gasped as she stared at the short, squat little man on the doorstep. “Yes? May I help you?” “Hello, Mrs. Ricke, my name is Hugo. Santa Claus sent me to pick up Henry.” His voice was low and gruff and had a tone of urgency to it. Henry’s mother was speechless. Hugo looked just like
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