Winter Light

“Tell me about this felonious St. Nick.”

“Witnesses say he’s circus huge, a steroid Santa; and all smash and grab: purses, wallets, cell phones, rings and watches. They all go in his big red sack. He’s strictly a weekend warrior, Friday and Saturday, early mornings and its always outside of a bar.”

“When patrons are least able to defend themselves.”

“Patrons?” Larsson grunted. “ ‘Also has a high voice and knows only one Christmas song.”

“I’ll jump. ‘In the Bleak Midwinter?’”

“ ‘Jingle Bell Rock.’ ”





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