Chapter 12
He yawned and stretched his empty arm. It had been a long, busy day. He and Felix had spent hours at the warehouse, but it seemed they’d barely scratched the surface. They would have to call in additional help.
It appeared to Jules that, in the last few years, the residents of Snow Hope had given up trying to convince Santa to alter his ways; he’d insisted on perfect presents. Now it was up to them to change the Big Guy’s mind, and they had only three weeks to get it done. Yes, time to rally the troops.
Not that he minded working one-on-one with Felix. That man rang every bell Jules had, and several times he’d had to stop himself from touching his boss at the warehouse. Felix had become animated when showing Jules an entire section of building blocks. He had paced the aisle as he waved around one of them.