The Mystery of Christmas (A Clue)
The best–clue-making: cryptic rhymes taped to wrapping.
The pleasure: watching them strain to figure me out–giving hints that told all (if they could but understand).
The few “real” presents opened, I’d run from tree to basement to gather old books, clothes, knickknacks–anything to wrap and encode, to transform into my gift.
The above is my offering to the G-Man for Friday Flash Fiction 55. Have a happy holiday.
(Also–check out the “Villain-elle” from yesterday, illustrated with elephants. Unfortunately, in the midst of holiday season, I dropped an elephant painting when I posted, but I’ve got them all in now.)
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