I've never been a Scrooge, but it's hard to find the Christmas spirit when your boyfriend and your job dump you on the same day. My best friend Shelly thinks she has a better cure for my holiday blues than a cookie binge, though: a trip to the local park's Winter Wonderland, complete with a visit to jolly St. Nick.
I don't have high expectations, but when I sit on Santa's lap, I discover he's packing more than a bowl full of jelly under his red suit. And his name may be Nick, but he's no saint.
I'm eager for him to work his Christmas magic on my fertile young body, and before I know it, my belly's bulging with the best present I could ever receive.