Chapter 80

Was he mentally disturbed? He said he’d fallen, maybe he’d hit his head.

“You said…

antlers?” Eddy’s voice was weak.

“But God bless

GPS,” Santa continued cheerfully. “Tracked them to the common. Obviously it’s a

bugger to get the vehicle going without a proper slide off a roof…”

“Obviously,”

Eddy found himself murmuring.

“… but I’ve got

friends on their way to give me a push off again.”

Nuri tried to catch

Eddy’s eye in the mirror. When he did, Eddy rolled his eyes and shook his head

very slightly. Nuri suspected the look on Eddy’s face was the one Eddy had used

for the most trying children at the party earlier.

“I’d rather drop

you at a proper station,” Nuri said. “Or even a bus stop. We can see you on

your way safely.”

“Do you need a

shelter tonight?” Eddy was obviously trying desperately not to offend, but he

didn’t look convinced that this Santa was ever going to be safe, even with

their help. “The common can be a bit grim at night, you know. Or is there