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"Mom, do you think that was really Santa?" she asked

Savannah exchanged a look with Trace, trying to gauge frouess about Nate Daniels was correct Before she could respond, Trace spoke up

"Looked exactly like Santa toto have presents this Christ them?"

"Oh, I have some theories about that," Savannah muttered under her breath, but she kept her opinion to herself She ht have a feords for Trace later in private, but she was not going to strip that excitehter’s eyes "How about breakfast before we open gifts?"

"No way!" Hannah protested "I want to see what’s in the boxes, especially that great big one Santa could hardly get it up the steps"

"You know that Christmas is about more than presents," Savannah felt duty-bound to remind her

"I know, Mom, but these are here and sos"

"Only some? Who are the others for?"

"You, silly And Trace"

"Me?" Trace said, looking more shocked than he had at any tiun

Savannah studied hienuine Was it possible he wasn’t behind this? Or at least not all of it? Curious to find out for sure, she acquiesced to Hannah’s pleas and followed her into the living roo over to it "Okay?"

"Your call," Savannah agreed

The big box turned out to contain skis and ski boots Hannah immediately had to try them on "These are so totally awesome," she said, then wailed, "but I don’t kno to ski"

"Maybe Santa thought of that," Trace suggested, his expression innocent

Hannah’s expression brightened at once She began ripping open her re over each toy, over a new ski jacket and finally over the certificate for ski lessons that cah a part of Savannah wanted to protest the degree of excess, she couldn’t bring herself to spoil the ing her a coh a ton