Books Glorious Books

 

He sees you when you are sleeping, he knows when you’re awake. He knows if you’ve been bad or good so be good for goodness sake.

 

This used to be an innocent rhyme when I was a kid about a jolly old guy who brings you gifts. Now it’s a sinister message from my stalker who plans to bring me pain.

 

I see him lurking in the shadows, watching me. Always watching me. I’d find him sexy as sin if he wasn’t so terrifying.

 

The only wish on my Christmas list this year is to make it through to my vacation on Christmas Eve unharmed by my stalker. But I guess that depends on whether I can stay on his good list or not…