A cheer rose up: “Santa’s gone from this world!”
But zombie Saint Nick had some final few words:
“I’LL GET YOU NEXT YEAR, YOU ALL ARE MY QUARRY!
I AM THE RED MAN, AND YOU’LL ALL BE SORRY!”
This is the final part of a larger story for Christmas. All parts are in the form of a stanza of a poem.
Joshua G. J. Insole 
Great ending.
Thanks so much for taking the time to have a read of this little series! The comments were much appreciated. 🙂 Sorry for the slow response, the holidays were incredibly busy… Hope you had a nice break! Back to work now…
I enjoyed that bite-sized story One day at a time…
Yes, back to work indeed. I’ve started submitting stories for Reedsy over the Holidays. I’m having so much fun with it. Thanks for the recommendation.
Glad that you enjoyed it! Also happy to hear you’re liking Reedsy! What’s your profile? I’ll have a read, when I get a moment!
I commented on one of your stories last night. “Sam Kirk”
Ah, thanks for the comment! I’ll check out some of yours, when I get some downtime — probably the weekend. No rest for the wicked…
I hear ya.