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Rudolph
Rudolph
Rudolph
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Rudolph

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Crotchety and cranky Rudy—aka Santa—is in a foul mood every Christmas season. He talks to lots of children and even more parents but not with guys looking for dates. Only when his best helper makes him a very special gift does he meet someone to his liking. Kind of. Because that someone is made of flour and spices—and to impress him, Rudy seriously has to work on his seduction skills.

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Release dateDec 1, 2012
ISBN9781623802103
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    A cute story that shows that everyone deserves a special Christmas surprise.

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Rudolph - Sam C. Leonhard

Rudolph

CHRISTMAS again. Snow outside, mistletoe hanging on the ceiling, dozens of candles flickering their tiny lights into the winter night that lingered behind the doors and windows. Happy, excited children waiting for Santa; smiling, friendly adults sharing presents, food, and love.

Bah.

To him, Christmas just meant work. Far too much work. And by no means enough time to sit down for a quiet cup of tea. Actually, no time to sit down at all!

And the kids. Talk about happy and excited? Hyperactive was more the word he had in mind. The brats were everywhere, and if he did dare to sit down, they were on his knees, screaming their wishes into his ears. Although, nowadays, most of them hopped up and down on his legs like jacks-in-a-box, causing stabs of pain going down to his toes and up his spine. Screaming like banshees, the little monsters did not ask, they ordered, and on top of their lungs as well. Well-meaning parents, smiling like zombies, nodded encouragingly rather than stopping them and telling them to behave nicely. Let Santa know you want that big fire engine and the trampoline and the complete Disney DVD collection, sweetums, they would shout at their children, completely ignoring that the child in question most likely would not hear them, given the tremendous noise around them.

If he was honest with himself, he wished he could strangle the kids. Or, to remain fair, every fifth one or so. The really noisy ones. The greedy ones. The ones who put their candy-sticky fingers into his beard and pulled until tears welled up in his eyes. But no, he couldn’t. He was Santa Claus; he had to sit and

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