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Trinie Dalton | Bienvenido el Duende

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Dear Elf, I was nine when I saw my dad placing presents under the Christmas tree in the middle of the night. The next morning I recognized my mother's cursive on the gift tags labeled FROM: SANTA. I'd known it all along. That's all I could think as I rode my Powder Puff bigwheel around on the living room carpet. That's pretty advanced thinking for a nine-year-old girl overwhelmed by piles of gifts, but I remember these thoughts. Still, sometimes I wonder, Could I really have been so savvy? Sometimes I imbue my younger self with an intelligence that couldn't possibly have fruited. I'm also assuming elves are literate. I've always pictured you smarter than us, even as children. Anyway, after that real or imagined revelation, I just told my parents what I wanted for Christmas and got it over with. There was no use keeping up the Santa facade; my slim hope that fantasy beings dwelled on Earth had been crushed. I felt defeated. Before my revelation, I was an elf busied by beliefs in the s

Trinie Dalton | Bienvenido el Duende Demo Demo Normal Demo Demo 2 2006-09-18T16:39:00Z 2006-09-18T16:39:00Z 1 75 431 Demo 3 1 529 10.2006 0 0   < BIENVENIDO EL DUENDE TRINIE DALTON from WIDE EYED Dear Elf, I was nine when I saw my dad placing presents under the Christmas tree in the middle of the night. The next morning I recognized my mother's cursive on the gift tags labeled FROM: SANTA. I'd known it all along. That's all I could think as I rode my Powder Puff bigwheel around on the living room carpet. That's pretty advanced thinking for a nine-year-old girl overwhelmed by piles of

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