"Santa, bring my baby back to me," she prayed, kneeling in front of the fireplace with all the stockings hung just right. She knew it was blasphemy to pray to Santa, and the priests all said that it was God's will that had taken her baby from her, but she still felt the hollow ache in her arms, the weight that was no longer there. She would have prayed to anything that might bring her baby back. He had been taken from her one fine autumn day, when he was just closing his eyes to sleep. She'd leaned back against the tree, and--
Inspiration: "Santa Bring My Baby Back" by the Rev. Horton Heat
Story Potential: Medium? Except that seasonal stories are a good pitch, so....
Notes: Some fairytale tie-in? Or is it a horror story?
Inspiration: "Santa Bring My Baby Back" by the Rev. Horton Heat
Story Potential: Medium? Except that seasonal stories are a good pitch, so....
Notes: Some fairytale tie-in? Or is it a horror story?