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I have been an epic fail at replying to reviews. I have here and there, but not as much as I wanted to. SO I thought I would address a couple of them here. A few people have been asking about Santa. Yes, Santa will be revealed. When? On Christmas. Yes, all of Santa's secrets will be revealed on how he knew things only a mind reader would know. No, he's not a mind reader. Lol. Are there elves? You will find that our on Christmas also. Santa is not someone you will never guess. I wouldn't write a mystery that even I couldn't figure out. I guess we are going to find out a lot on Christmas.

December 17, 2011

Zafrina's POV

"Thank you for doing this." Mrs. Cope said for the millionth time.

"It's my pleasure." I said waving off her thanks.

Mrs. Cope is my elderly neighbor that I have become close to, so it has become a sort of tradition that I help her every year pick out her Christmas tree and then help her get it home, set up, and decorated.

"We should pick you out a tree this year." She said as I tied her tree down to the roof of my car.

I was excepting this statement from her. She says it every year, tries to talk me into getting a tree. I never do.

"Helping you with your tree is enough for me." I said.

"Why is it that you don't get a tree?" She asked as we drove to her house. "I don't think you have ever really told me."

I hesitated then said, "I don't really care for Christmas."

"Oh goodness." She gasped. "Are you Jewish? Oh, my goodness you're Jewish and I'm forcing you to put up a Christmas tree, I feel awful."

"I'm not Jewish." I laughed. "Calm down."

"Then why don't you celebrate Christmas?" She asked.

I pulled into Mrs. Cope's driveway and pulled the tree down from the roof. I struggled and eventually got the tree in the house and set up. I knew she was patiently waiting for me to answer her question.

"Twenty years ago, on Christmas, was the last time I saw my sister." I admitted.

"Oh, dear." She gasped. "Your sister passed away on Christmas?"

"No, she's still alive." I said. "At least I hope she is."

As we decorated the tree I finished the story that I don't care to tell.

"When we were five, my twin sister, Siobhan, and I were put into foster care. For ten years we were bounced from place to place. Some better, some worse. When we were fifteen we celebrated Christmas together and then the next day we were moved again, but this time we were separated. It was really hard being away from my sister. I hated it. After a couple years I was adopted by a very nice family. They tried to adopt Siobhan also after they found out I had a sister."

"What happened?" Mrs. Cope asked, enthralled by the story.

"They couldn't find her. My sister was apparently adopted before I was. Her last name was changed, and it was a closed adoption, so there was no way to find her. I haven't seen her since the last time I celebrated Christmas." I finished my story wiping a tear from my face as I hung more ornaments on the tree.

"That had to have been rough." She whispered. "Have you tried hiring a private investigator?"

"I have hired a few. Nothing ever comes of it." I answered.

"Well, this year you are going to spend Christmas with me." She smiled.

"I would love to." I said with a sad smile of my own. "But I like to just spend Christmas alone."

"That's no way to live, my dear." She said.

I knew she was right, but I have been alone on Christmas for twenty years, why change that now?

After we were finished decorating the tree we admired our work with hot chocolate and Mrs. Cope's world famous cookies, maybe not be World famous, but Forks famous at least. This was also part of our tradition.

Mrs. Cope tried talking me into joining her for Christmas until I went home for the night. I was tempted to accept her offer, but I was always depressed on Christmas, I didn't want to bring her down with me. That's the last thing I wanted.

As I fell asleep that night I had vivid images brought to the surface of my fifteen year old self clinging to my sister, screaming that they couldn't take her away from me. I fell asleep crying out for Siobhan.

A few days later I sat in the living room as I called Leah to check on her. Not only was I her nurse, but also a good friend. As we talked about the baby that would be here soon, and laughing about Jacob's hovering and over protectiveness there was a nock on the door.

I walked to the door still laughing about Leah telling Jake to take a break and go play with his friends because he was getting on her nerves. I opened the door and gasped, and just stared at the person on the other side of the door.

"Leah, I'll have to call you back." I said. "Siobhan." I sighed. We weren't identical twins, and she was all grown up, but I would have recognized her anywhere.

"Zafrina." She cried. "It really is you."

"Oh, my God." I said as I threw my arms around her and we just held each other as hard as we could, neither of us wanting to let go.

I finally pulled back and asked, "How did you find me?"

"Actually, I was found." She said wiping the tears off her face. "I was contacted a few days ago from a private investigator. He said he was privately hired on your behalf. He sent me all of your information and a plane ticket. So, here I am."

"I have been searching for you for so long." I said. "No one could ever find you."

"I have been looking too." She smiled. "I guess we were both hard to find." She stuck her hands in her coat pocket and said, "Oh, I was supposed to give this to you." She pulled out a red gift bow and handed it to me.

"Santa." I murmured.

"I thought it was a weird thing to give you, and I didn't understand it, but the investigator was very adamant that I had to give it to you." She explained. "Did you say Santa?"

"Yes." I cried. "It's a person that performs Christmas miracles for the people in Forks. I never really believed in miracles, until now."

"Well, I'm thankful for this Santa." She said.

I grabbed Siobhan's hand and pulled her through the door. "Come in, we have so much catching up to do."

For the first time in twenty years, I was excited to celebrate Christmas.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Supernana gave me the idea that led to this chapter, so I am going to give credit to her for this miracle.

Is there a miracle you would like to see someone get? Let me know.

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