Were they living at the North Pole? Cassandra was beginning to think so. Her nose was pressed up against the window pane. If she was to step outside a snow drift may swallow her up.
Thankful for the warm fireplace, Cassandra walked away from the window, grabbed a book and sat by the fire.
What adventure would Sally go on now? Cassandra had fun reading about Sally but a part of her longed to have an adventurous life like Sally! Maybe someday.
As her Mom’s piano playing rang through the room, Cassandra began to read.
“Time for bed dear ”
“Oh Mama just one more chapter please!”
Jane smiled at her daughters pleading eyes and relented.
“One more and than get some sleep. Christmas will soon be here and we have lots of baking to do tomorrow.”
Cassandra could almost taste her favorite cookies by just thinking of them. She loved Cookie Day, they made so many cookies to give away and plenty to keep. Though wifh Cassandra’s dad and brother the cookies never lasted long.
“Goodnight darling.” Kissing her on the cheek her mom walked up the stairs to go to bed. Now it was only Cassandra downstairs. She didn’t mind. There was a certain magic in the air, being alone downstairs while the snow fell. Feeling all snug and cozy, with their Boston Terrier lying at Cassandra’s feet.
A blast of cold air blew in. It startled Cassandra, making her shiver.
“You dummkopf! Look where you are going.”
Lost in wonder, Cassandra watched the unfolding scene in front of her. There was a sleigh halfway in her house and 2 elves arguing!
“It isn’t my fault, blame the GPS! I think it malfunctioned.”
All one could hear was the GPS repeating, “recalculating, recalculating…”
“Sure is a good thing we took this electric sleigh out for a trial run before Christmas Eve. I don’t think its going to work. We are going to still need to use the reindeer. They know the way to go!”
Mesmerized Cassandra continued to stare. There were real elves in front of her! Not just any elves but Santa’s. They had to be! Kind of funny looking with their big ears, but yet they were cute.
Noticing Cassandra the elves got a little color to their cheeks.
“Please excuse us, we are so sorry for the intrusion. We will just back out and be on our way.”
They started backing out when Cassandra snapped out of her daze.
“Please don’t go. Not yet. Are you Santa’s elves?”
“Ssh! Its supposed to be a secret but yes, we are. Pleased to meet you.”
Oooh Cassandra was jubilant with joy! There really was a Santa, she knew it!!
“My name is Alabaster and this “doolally” is named Snowball.”
Cassandra scrunched up her face. “Doolally… what does that mean?”
“It means noodlebrain.”
“Thats silly,” she laugbed. Then a light came to her eyes, “i can call my brother that!”
Snowball looked at Alabaster. “Well aren’t you teaching fine things. You are going to get her in trouble and put on Santa’s naughty list, for calling her brother names, dummkopf.”
Alabaster felt guilty and tried to change the subject fast, hoping Cassandra would forget the name.
“How would you like to go on a ride?”
“Are you crazy?” Snowball’s eyes were big with surprise.
“Yes,yes,yes! Pleeeeese!” Cassandra was jumping up and down.
“Bundle up warm and then we will go.” Alabaster told her.
“With a huge bounce in her step she went to the closet to dig out her boots and gloves and her thick ruby red coat.
Snowball was still shaking his head.
“Relax, it will be fine. We will just take her for a little spin.”
Skepticism was all across Snowball’s face. He hoped Alabaster was right or they may both be looking for new jobs!
Cassandra was as quick as a snap, bundled up from head to toe. “Lets go!” She exclaimed!
Alabaster may not be Santa, his belly didn’t shake like a bowlful of jelly but he had her bundled into the sleigh as quick as a flash.
Over the rooftops they flew. Cassandra felt like she could reach out and touch a star.
Too soon they came back down, landing right at her door this time, instead of running into it.
Little Cassandra’s face radiated pure happiness, which made the elves beam with pleasure as well.
“Well the hour is late, we gotta go.”
“But how will I remember you and know that all of this wasn’t a dream?”
“Miss. Cassandra, we bestow upon you our one of a kind elf hats.”
In total shock she accepted them from Alabaster’s hands. This indeed would be a night to remember.
Snug in her bed for a long night sleep, she could still feel their hugs as they bid her adieu.
What was that? “Out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, she tore from her bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window she flew like a flash, threw open the shutters and tore up the sash.”
“Oh , this sleigh is no good! Now it won’t get off the ground!”
Cassandra watched, muffling her laughter. Then suddenly before her bright green eyes the sleigh rose in the sky and she heard, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night”