'Twas the Night Before Christmas

Flash Fiction by Moira Richards

Penguins, penguins, penguins.

Two by two, penguins waddled past Dancer, pair after pair, penguins plodded earnestly by Prancer.

Up the hill they trudged, to where the laden sleigh stood in the snow, past Rudolph at the head of the picket line.

His whiskey breath soured the Arctic air as he hissed through clenched teeth, 'Scabs!"



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Moira writes from her home on the southernmost coast of Africa.. She can be reached at Lit Pot Press, Inc.

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