A huge bumpy bulging Christmas stocking awaited two year old Luke on Christmas morning. Installing himself in the middle of his parents’ bed, he ripped open the wrappings with glee while they watched with expressions of adoring satisfaction.
Later that day, at Grandma’s house, Luke excitedly told his big cousin, Matt, about his haul. “So what did your mum and dad give you?” enquired Matt amazed. “Nothing” was the matter-of-fact reply. Overhearing this, Luke's naive parents felt as dismissed as a Christmas tree on twelfth night, but consoled themselves that they were no longer Santa virgins.
Shakespear's Anniversary.
7 years ago
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