AN: This chapter is very different—it's written by an original character. I hope that it works, though I'm a little unsure. I'm writing these super fast now!
December 2, 1958
Dear Father Christmas,
You'd never believe it! I'm seven years old this year! My mummy doesn't know that I'm writing—she gets a funny look on her face whenever I mention you, but I just had to write this year, because I have the bestest idea for a Christmas present.
It's nothing for me, so I don't know if that breaks the rules or not, but I think it would make Mummy very very happy. You see, Father Christmas, years and years ago, my mum had two brothers and a sister, and she misses them terribly. I think the most wonderful Christmas present in the world would be for her to see them again.
I know that grown-ups say this is the sort of thing you pray about, and I have! Truly! It's just that Jesus hasn't said anything back yet. Daddy says that it's because Jesus loves my uncles and aunt too much to let them leave His home. So Father Christmas, you see the difficulty. I thought maybe you might help.
Merry Christmas!
Lucy Adams
P.S. I maybe might like a princess doll. Marissa Daniels has on,e and she's lovely.
P.P.S Also, if it's not too much trouble, a little brother or sister would be splendid.