A Christmas Miracle

A Christmas Miracle
By Lee Davey
Comments welcome at leedavey1000@gmail.com

A Christmas and New Year's Eve Story Challenge Entry

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains explicit depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
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A Christmas Miracle

"You're lying" the young girl screwed her fists ups tears streaming down her chubby cheeks, as her 13 year old brother lounged back in the chair laughed at her.

"No Talia. It is time you grew up and learned the truth. Santa Claus does not exist. The man whose knee you sat on at the mall was just a fat loser. Santa does not exist."

Talia ran from the room and past her parents hurtling upstairs and throwing herself upon her bed crying.

"Billy why did you do that, on Christmas eve of all days." Demanded his mother as she looked at her son, "I should tan your backside for you for being so mean to your sister."

"But Mum all I told her was the truth. And you always told me to tell the truth."

His mother pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. Every nerve in her body wanted to take her son over the knee and spank him back into the stone ages for what he had done. But the boy was right, she had made telling the truth a big thing in the family.

"Just go outside and play and don't come back in until dinner time." She snarled and turned away before she did something she regretted.

Talia sniffed and dried her eyes on her sleeve. Walking over to her sideboard she picked up the letter she had written to Santa earlier that day and ripped it into pieces throwing the shredded letter out of her window before turning and leaving her room.

The paper began to fall lazily to the ground until a breath of wind caught them throwing them up into the air, swirling them around and around in a sudden vortex before with a pop the paper disappeared.

Talia lay upon her bed still awake despite the fact that it was near midnight. She could just hear the murmur from downstairs where her parents and Grandparents who were visiting for the holidays still talked. She looked to one side at the horrid sight of her brother, normally he had his own room yet for now he slept in her room because his had been given over to their grandparents.

She tried to sleep but her brothers gentle snoring irritated her too much. Then something strange happened, all sound stopped, even to her amazement the small flicker of light from the window seemed to freeze solid. A chill breeze blew through the room causing her to shake in cold.

Suddenly she heard a thump leaping from her bed she turned and saw a huge man suddenly appear in her room.

He must have been 8 foot tall and almost as wide. Muscular not fat although that was difficult to tell under the masses of black matted fur he wore. His eyes were dark obsidian chunks deep set above a hooked nose and cruel mouth, a greasy stained beard dripping from his face. What Talia noted most was the animal smell a dark rank muskiness that pervaded the room completely.

"Who, who are you?" Talia stuttered in fear as the man slowly stepped forward towards her, towering over her small nighty clad frame.

"I am Santa" the voice echoed throughout the room so loudly that Talia covered her ears, it was with a start as the echoes eased and disappeared that Talia realised that the man's mouth had not moved.

"Santa? But you don't look like him?"

"I am SANTA. The real Santa, the figure that the ancient Celts feared, the hunter of the dark winters, the vengeance of the night. I am not some greeting card companies' sanitised version, nor some Christian saint. I am SANTA the dark spirit of winter."

The last word was so loud that Talia screamed her ears ringing in pain as she fell to the floor crying in fear.

"Do not fear me girl, for tonight I am your instrument of vengeance." The man spoke more normally now as Talia felt his arms wrap around her and pick her up. "Your brother lied to you did he not. He dared tell you that I did not exist."

"Yes." Talia now was face to face with the large overpowering being his rancid breath washed over her face.

"And you believed him?"

"Yes."

"The boy, your brother, he will be punished for his lies" Santa looked into the girls eyes and put her down. He extended one finger a sharp finger nail inches from Talia's eyes.

"In fact you will punish him." Santa gave a grim smile and suddenly a cheap fake silver wristlet appeared around Talia's wrist. Four small coloured glass beads hung from it.

"You too will be punished."

"Why?" Talia tried to shrink away but her feet would not obey her.

"Because you believed him, you denied my existence."

With a quick slash Santa's fingernail tore the nighty from the girl leaving her naked before the huge man. Talia could not even scream as time itself had stopped.

Santa slowly examined the 6 year old girl noting her bony childish frame. No breasts of course or hips. Her girly cleft simply a bare line between her legs. Licking his lips he moved his hands cupping her cleft gently a finger tenderly pushing between her two bum cheeks.

Then with a sudden movement he lowered his hand and whipped his palm sharply up into her unprotected cleft.

The force of the blow was so great that her feet left the ground for a microsecond as she was driven up by the stinging blow. Talia screamed hoarsely as the pain radiated through her immature sex, her screams redoubled as the blow was repeated even harder.

Slap, Slap, Slap. The blows continued for a minute Talia most have endured 25 of the most excruciating blows to her young sex that she surely would have fainted had not the magic of Santa kept her still. Giving her no option but to stand and take blow after blow.

Talia hoped that the echoing sounds of her flesh being beaten rang through the house, yet no one stirred as the magic of the moment meant that only she and Santa existed within this moment.

Eventually though Santa stopped his punishment satisfied at the red marks that covered the girls' entire cleft.

"Now that is done it is time to explain the boy's punishment." Santa nodded towards the still body of Talia's brother.

"The chain around your wrist will be your way of stopping your brothers' brattishness" Santa explained sitting down upon Talia's bed and tenderly taking the crying child onto his lap.

"Throughout the years your brother has delighted in annoying and humiliating you, now you will have your turn. See the four stones on the wristlet? Good.

The first one coloured green will cause your brother to strip and uncover himself no matter where he is."

Santa shared a grin with the girl who could already see the delights in such a present, the pain in her girly bits now fading she looked down at the wristlet.

"What about the other 3?"

The yellow stone if rubbed will cause your brother to have an erection whenever, wherever. You do know what an erection is?"

"When his thingy gets all stiff and points out." Talia answered remembering what her mother had once told her when she had seen her younger male cousin in such a state when being bathed by her aunt.

"The red stone will cause your brother to cum when rubbed. No matter if he has cum before, or where he may be."

"What's cum?" Talia asked.

"Well I think that is best for a little girl to find out for herself." Santa replied kissing her on the forehead as he casually fondled the naked girls' bottom.

"And the black stone." Talia prompted looking at the last stone.

"Well that is the worst of all. And most only be used when Billy has been really bad" Santa warned and nodded in satisfaction as Talia nodded her understanding.

"You see Santa has many Elves in his service. Elves that have needs. Needs that only a boy's bottom can meet." Santa looked at Talia seeing that she did not understand he moved his hand cupping the young girls bottom around until a finger brushed her anus causing the girl to shift uneasily.

Santa did not press his explanation or his finger believing that Talia would soon enough understand what rubbing the black stone would do to her brother's bottom if used.

Talia woke with a start and looked down noting that her nighty was back upon her body no sign of the rip that Santa had caused apparent. For a moment she was convinced that it had been a dream but when she moved a deep ache spread through her groin causing a flash of remembrance, an looking down she saw the magic chain upon her wrist.

It looked like a cheap plastic toy of no value. Surely it could not be magic, could it?

She gently rubbed the green glass stone and turned to look at her brother who still lay asleep in the bed opposite.

For a second nothing happened then Billy still sleeping soundly shrugged off the duvet covering him and pulled down his pyjama bottoms exposing his small hairless penis and testicles to the open air.

With a delighted smile Talia put a small fist in her mouth to prevent her laugh from waking her brother and quietly left the room already planning today's festivities.

Talia bided her time ignoring the little jibes that Billy sent her way instead concentrating on opening her presents and winning an Oscar when she thanked her grandparents for the 'wonderful' knitted sweater they had brought her as a present.

Soon though the time was due. Talia looked around the dinner table ignoring the pretty decorations and dishes of vegetables that adorned it; instead she concentrated on her family. Her father sat at the head of the table. Along one side her two grandparents sat and next to them her two cousins sat Charlie a young boy of 5 and Alison aged 13.

Along the other side there was her aunt, visiting for Christmas with her children as her Uncle was overseas, then came her brother and her and finally at the end of the table was her mothers' empty seat.

A round of applause roused Talia from her thoughts as her mother entered the room staggering under the weight of a huge turkey, which with a groan she laid upon the table in front of Talia's father before she took her seat.

As her father stood and prepared to carve the turkey Talia struck. She casually began rubbing the green stone and waited.

Billy sat mouth watering as he waited to eat, then without knowing why he stood. Billy stared back at the questioning eyes of his family and then pulled his own pants and underwear straight down!!!!

There was absolute quiet for a second until all hell broke loose. Alison began giggling uncontrollably at her cousins now dangling exposed willy. The aunt was less impressed as she turned to find her nephews small penis mere inches from her nose.

"Arrrggghhhhh."

"What are you doing?????????"

Billy seemed to blink and return to the real world. Looking down he saw what he had done and blushing bright red staggered back and stumbled out of the room pulling his bottoms up as he went.

Storm faced the father put down and followed the boy into the kitchen. The remaining people all looked at one another in shock Talia trying hard to avoid bursting into delighted peals of laughter.

Smack, smack , smack, a dozen times the loud sound of parental hand hitting a boys behind echoed through the next door room. Her father returned a few moments later followed by a now red-faced and snivelling Billy rubbing his now re-clothed backside.

The meal progressed with none of the adults mentioning the incident, and hushing up Billy's young cousin when he dared ask a question about it. Billy himself remained silent not daring to look anyone in the eye, concentrating on his food, particularly when his aunt kept sending him disgusted looks.

Internally Talia exulted, the wristlet worked. It really worked. She had not been sure it would, that perhaps the strange happenings of last night were some strange dream. As the meal finished the children were instructed to clear the table and begin the washing up while the adults enjoyed a drink.

Talia examined the second yellow stone as the last of the plates were brought in by Charlie her young cousin.

"Well flasher do you want to wash or dry." Alison asked impishly to Billy holding dishcloth in front of her as if she was naked and attempting to hide herself behind it.

"Stop that." Billy angrily retorted snatching and pushing the girl roughly away and stormed to the sink where the plates piled up.

Alison rubbed her shoulder where the boy and pushed her blinking back tears. Talia then decided that it was time for round 2 as clearly her brother had learnt nothing from his first punishment.

"It's OK Alison the only reason he is being so horrid is because he has a crush on you." Talia called out.

"What no I don't she's ugly." Billy replied indignantly.

The truth was Alison was at best plain in looks and still despite being almost a teenager, showed no more signs of puberty than her 6 year old cousin Talia.

Talia rubbed the green stone and then with only the slightest hesitation the yellow stone. The effect was instant as Billy stopped his protestations and once more dropped his pants and exposed himself, this time to his sister and two cousins.

Talia stared intently as her brothers' penis began to rise and lengthen, within seconds it stood at its full proud 3 inches a darker purple tip of his glans just peeking through his foreskin. While bigger it seemed much the same as Charlie's little thingy, the only ever penis the young girl had seen before in her life.

"OH MY GOD...." Alison breathed in a mixture of delight, surprise and shock as her cousin displayed his erect penis to her.

"See I told you he luvvvveeeedddd you" Talia drawled as Billy reddened and despite the horrified look on his face he did not seem able to move or cover himself in anyway.

"Ha, ha, you can see his pee-pee." Charlie shouted loudly before either Talia or Alison could hush him. The sounds of chatting and laughter in the next room paused, and the door opened slowly and their mother walked in to see what was going on.

"BILLY what are you doing." She screamed as she saw her 13 year old son naked and erect in all his glory in front of his younger cousins and sister.

Furiously she moved forward and grabbed the boys arm and scooting over to a nearby kitchen stool perched upon it and lifted the still unresisting boy over her knee.

The three children watched enthralled as Billy was spanked hard by his Mom, her hand raising and slapping firmly alternating between each cheek until his entire bottom was bright red.

With a grunt Billy's mom pulled him up and pushed him nose first into the corner before turning to the other adults who had entered upon hearing the fuss.

"What happened sweetie?" the Grandfather asked his daughter in law as she regained her breath looking past her at the naked red bottom of his grandson.

"Billy was at it again flashing his cousin, and you won't believe it he had a stiffy, bold as brass, I don't know what he was thinking, I know all teenage boys were sex obsessed but he is turning into a pervert." She explained.

"He did what?" Alison's mother demanded.

"It's OK Ruth" Talia's mother tried to calm down her irate sister, "I dealt with it." She waved at the red bottom indicating her 'solution'.

Ruth though would not be calmed down and the adults all moved into the next room closing it before the 3 children could follow.

Turning to Talia Alison asked "I never knew Billy fancied me."

"You know boys." Talia sniffed, although if truth were known she for one knew precious little about boys but she was having fun finding out.

"Oh yes of course, but flashing his little thing at me like that what was he thinking?"

"Boys don't think. You know Billy he was probably trying to scare you."

"Scare me! That little thing didn't even impress me." Alison dismissed Billy's manhood.

Billy hearing every word groaned in dismay at his cousins words. He did not know why he suddenly felt compelled to expose himself. And certainly not to his ugly little cousin. His desperate thoughts were interrupted as he heard the door open and his father's voice call to him.

"Turn around. And don't bother hiding your nakedness you seem eager enough for everyone to see your penis earlier." He ordered as Billy's hands moved to cover himself from their gazes.

"It may be Christmas day but behaviour like yours just won't be tolerated. Aunt Ruth here is demanding that you be properly punished for exposing yourself to her, and what is worse to young Alison."

Billy nearly cried as his deeds were recounted, he did not know why he was doing it he did not want to, he just did.

"Given that it is your aunt that you have offended it is only right that she punish you." He finished before stepping aside to display the purse lipped aunt who to Talia's surprise and Billy's bowel trembling fear held a large smooth backed hairbrush.

Neither of the two children had been spanked by more than a hand before, and even then spankings were rare and little more than a few stinging slaps. However it was clear that this was not going to be quite so light.

Aunt Ruth walked forward and grasped Billy by an ear and dragged him after her into the lounge. Aunt Ruth sat on a seat and dragged the boy over her lap shifting him so that his legs were trapped between hers and his bottom pointing up.

The other adults trooped in and sat on a couch opposite the three remaining children with them, made to sit on their knees to watch the impending punishment.

"You have needed a good dose of this my lad for years. Exposing yourself to me and my daughter was simply the last most disgusting straw" Aunt Ruth proclaimed as she raised the hairbrush and crashed it down with a thudding splat.

Talia jumped as she watched the hairbrush strike and bounce up under its own force. She could see a deep red mark where it hit.

Billy began to keen loudly a high pitched 'Eiiieeeeeeee' as the pain from his bottom made its way to his brain.

Billy's girlish cry was soon interrupted by a smack to the other cheek, then another and another. The entire room watched in amazement and approval as Ruth soundly beat the boys' bottom. Ruth was not a big woman yet she was fit and her arms were a blur. A splat echoed every second and as far as Talia could tell over a minute had already passed.

Talia almost unconsciously moved her hand to wristlet, quickly deciding Talia rubbed the yellow stone and then the red. At first nothing happened then Talia could see a strange disgusted look spread over her aunt's face.

With a sudden movement Ruth stood dropping the screaming red bottomed boy on the floor. The reason for her disgust becoming apparent.

Her formally black skirt was now dappled with several drops of white cum. While Talia and the other two children did not really know what it was, the other adults did, and to Billy's bad luck Ruth certainly did.

"You pervert! You disgusting little shit!" Ruth was screaming in rage as she proceeded to try and wiped the white scum from her skirt and with the other lifted Billy bodily to his feet.

Once Billy stood his crime was certain. A white dribble of cum still leaked from the teenagers softening penis.

Giving up on cleaning herself Ruth began to wallop the boys bottom even harder, if such were possible, than she had before.

Talia rubbed the red stone once again and saw a boy cum for the first time in her young life.

She was entranced as her brothers penis hardened once more despite the pain wracking his body his body twitched he spurted another stream of white juice a few inches out until it fell wetly to the floor.

At this all hell broke loose Talia's father dragged the boy from the enraged Ruth's arm and pulled him past the on looking horrified looks off his grandparents out of the room and up the stairs.

As Talia's mum helped wipe Ruth clean more screams from Billy could be heard, this time accompanied by the sounds of his father's belt. Talia felt a surge of guilt at this, she had meant to get her revenge on her brother, but perhaps the way her brother had suffered was enough?

Talia and the other children were soon packed off to bed. The adults wanting to talk over the events of tonight alone. Talia walked quietly past her sobbing brother and slipped into her own bed. She waited a few minutes before speaking.

"You OK?"

"Fuck off" a muffled reply barely reached Talia's ears.

"Its OK Billy no one will talk about what happened today. You know about the spankings and funny stuff coming out of your penis. Everyone will soon forget about it."

"What are you a fucking retard?" Billy snarled turning to look at his sister a wince crossing his face as his bruised and welted bottom touched the sheet,

"Forget about it! You don't understand you little baby, my life is ruined you fucking bitch."

Talia blinked in surprise, she had never heard her brother use such language before, and certainly not to her. Her surprise soon turned to anger. Billy could not have known that everything he went through was down to Talia, so how could he speak to her like that.

In a fury Talia gripped the magic wristlet and rubbed and rubbed the final black stone. But even after 30 seconds of continual rubbing nothing had happened much to Talia's disappointment.

Then Talia felt it. The sense of power and otherworldliness she had felt the night before once more pervaded the room. A freezing cold breeze blew through the room and time once more seemed to slow and run like treacle.

Talia saw Santa walk through the wall his massive form melting through the wall as if it was not there.

"STAND." His deep voice echoed and boomed through the small room.

Talia could not resist the command and immediately went and stood in front of the frightening presence. Talia could also see that Billy too complied standing and limping over, the struggle on his face making it clear that he was terrified and fighting, unsuccessfully, against the command.

"Well Talia I see you have finally used the black stone. Good my lads were getting bored. Now that Christmas is over we have some spare time." Santa leered and reaching up ripped Talia's nighty from her and casually pinched Talia's cold erected nipples causing her to squeak in discomfort.

As Santa let her sore nipples free Talia could see forms coalesce from wisps of cold air behind Santa's frame. Talia watched entranced as a dozen elves appeared from the mist. They did not look like the cute Disney elves from movies she expected. These beings were slight but wiry in build, perhaps 5 feet tall their faces were vulpine like in appearance, their eyes cold and hard, their mouths thin, and their yellowed teeth sharp and pointed.

Talia backed away at the sight of them and fell into the lap of Santa who had sat himself on the edge of Talia's bed. Santa hooked an arm around Talia and whispered into her ear "Well let's teach Billy the lesson you wanted. But I must say rubbing the black stone so long. Well I did not know you were so sadistic."

Talia tried to stand by Santa held her naked body to his with ease.

"Take him."

The elves leapt as one at the sound of Santa's barked orders towards Billy. Billy suddenly found himself free of the paralysing power that had held him, and dodged away from the scary monsters after him barely avoiding one grasping hand.

Talia watched as the elves toyed with the boy misleading him into thinking that he could avoid them and escape. Even Talia could tell they could have caught him whenever they wanted instead like a cat playing with the mouse they tired him out before reeling him in.

Santa grunted a command to the elves and gently began running his finger up and down Talia's exposed slit his breathing becoming deeper and more warm with each rub. Talia did not protest knowing that it would do no good, and other than a small tickling sensation the finger did nothing for her in any case.

At their Masters grunted command the elves quickly grabbed the boy. One to each arm and leg the others arrayed around the struggling boy whose cries for help would never be answered while Santa's magic held time in its thrall.

"Well Talia normally only one elf would be called at a time by the black stone, but you rubbed so hard for so long a dozen answered the call. Don't you think a dozen is too much for your brothers first time?" Santa asked the girl.

"But nothing was happening when I rubbed, I didn't mean to call so many." Talia protested.

"But call them you did. You do know what they will do to your brother don't you." Santa asked knowing full well the young girl did not.

Santa clicked his fingers and one of the elves walked in front and with no concern for modesty pulled down his leggings exposing a pair of pale muscular legs. Talia though was not looking at his legs instead she looked at the large rod of flesh that poked from his groin. It was a sickly white in colour the head a sickly pale blue colour. Perhaps 7 inches in length and wide enough that Talia's small hand would struggle to wrap around it.

Talia though still did not understand, she knew boys had pee pee's and that they sometimes got hard but she had no idea of any use for them other than to go to toilet.

"My servant there will rape your brothers arse long and hard, deep and full. Normally a boy suffers enough from a single such buggering. But a dozen that may well test the boys bottom to its limits." Santa mused.

"Well we won't know until we try. Take him now I grow tired and eager for my entertainment." Santa commanded his fingers painfully gripping into Talia's slit causing her to yelp.

The 4 elves holding the boy lifted the boy horizontally in the air with ease face dangling towards the floor. Another produced a knife and cut the remnants of Billy's pyjamas from him leaving him spread-eagled in the air naked.

The elf that had striped approached the rear of Billy and stood between his outspread thighs. The angle at which the elves held Billy meant that his head faced towards Santa and Talia. With another word of command an elf grabbed Billy's hair and pulled the boys head up exposing the boys tear streaked face to the viewing pair.

Talia felt her legs shifted by the strong hands of Santa so that she now sat astride the being facing her brother.

"Help meeeee....." Billy begged his sister as the elves crowded around him.

"Please Santa stop them." Talia pleaded with Santa who merely guffawed in response.

The naked elf licked his finger with spit and began probing into Billy's exposed puckered anus causing the boy to redouble his begging. When satisfied with his efforts the elf positioned the thick bulbous head of his penis against the hole and slowly pushed into the teenage boy.

Were the elf not a magical creature his buggering of the boy would surely have ripped the boy's bowels apart. But the elf was a magical creature and Billy's anus expanded to accommodate the intruding rod. While the magic permitted the ring of Billy to expand until it was but a white ring around the penis without tearing it did nothing to stop the incredible pain that flooded through the boys bum.

Billy's eyes bugged as he felt the rod penetrate his bum. The penis was icy cold and felt inhuman, the pain though was a fiery burn as inch by inch the stiff penis drove deeper and deeper into his virgin bowels.

Talia thought the screams from her brother could not be any worse, that was until the elf withdrew his penis and thrust back in roughly, then pistoning relentlessly in and out of her screaming brothers' bowels.

Talia cried tears for empathy for her brother. Then she began to worry for her own safety as she felt something a pushing at her girly bits with a slow look she saw a huge penis massive and long reach up through the fur robes of Santa's. The penis poked up through her thighs and reached up to the belly button of the girl, so great was its dimensions. Talia tried to turn and look at Santa to see his intentions but was firmly held in place so that she watched every minutes of her brothers rape, a rape she had ordered

For 5 minutes the elf rode the boys' bum relentlessly, despite the size and length of the ice cold penis Billy was not being physically hurt, the pain though was immense and he had fainted twice only to be slapped to consciousness by another elf each time.

Finally with a deep guttural growl the thrusting elf spent his load into the trembling shattered bum of the boy. Billy screamed once more as the semen spurted into his red raw rectum. Although Billy did not know what to expect from the feel of man juice, he certainly did not expect to feel cum as cold as ice coat him internally.

With a final shake the elf withdrew and was instantly replaced by another of his counterparts who seeing that the young boys arse was now broken in and lubricated by his colleagues icy cum simply thrusted in and began to fuck the boy relentlessly.

Talia rocked back and forth not believing what she had watched. She loved her brother and to watch him being gang raped by these monsters was breaking her heart.

"Well now that Billy's starting to get into his punishment he should be finished in an hour or so my little elves do so enjoy delivering justices to little boys bowels you know." He told Talia almost conversationally.

"I though prefer little girls. And I think it is time you gave me your present." His hand tightened around the girl and lifted her bodily up and arranged her so that her virgin slit rested upon the massive pole of Santa.

"Please no you'll too big, you'll kill me" Talia almost screamed in terror.

"Don't be silly I am Santa. I love little children, and no lasting harm will come to you. Now be brave this may sting a little" Santa released the girl to gravity's clasp caused her little slit to expand impossibly wide, as the girl millimetre by millimetre found herself being impaled upon Santa's little helper.

Talia finally woke from her sleep her body screaming in pain. Rolling to the floor she lifted her nighty and looked at her girly bits. To her surprise she saw nothing, no damage, no redness, no sign whatsoever of her rape at the hands of Santa. It was if the events of the previous night had never happened.

"Sis..."

Talia turned at the voice of her brother and saw him curled up in a ball on the floor and crawled over to him where he lay upon the floor. He looked terrible, his face pale and drawn as if he had endured some terrible torture. However there was no marks upon him. Well apart from a few bruises on his bottom.

As the two siblings reached they hugged each other fiercely.

"I love you Talia."

"I love you Billy" Talia replied and just laid in her brothers arms hugging and sharing the pain of the previous night with the only one who could understand.

Their two parents stood at their children's bedroom door astonished at the sight. They had come to wake their children expecting them still to be fighting like cats and dogs yet here they were hugging like the closest of siblings.

"I don't believe it," the father whispered softly.

"I know it is really a Christmas miracle," his wife replied smiling at how wonderful the sight was.