Christmas Mulligan [LIF 2018]

“Everybody sucks,” Sam wrote, “God pissed on me, so returning the favour. Merry Christmas everybody. “

Sam stood, her toes on the roof edge, leaning forward, a flightless swan.

“It’s a miracle,” Father MacLeod said, “not a mark on her, except these wee prints on ’er back wha’ look like reindeer.”