In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Memory on the Menu.” Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze? “Hey, you up?” there was a soft knocking on her door. On the other side was her four brothers in their jammies and robes. “Hey, Santa is here, are you up?” Betsy’s eyes had never closed that night. It was Christmas Eve and in just a few short hours, no minutes, no seconds….all the toys in the world would be there in the lower level of the family tri-level by the … Continue reading I Believe in Santa, Don’t you?