they see santa.
they watch and wait for their turn.
They are completely satisfied with a candy cane. They don’t understand that this is a time that they could ask for virtually anything in the world- or maybe they do and their desires are just simple.
For weeks the only thing on Seneca’s wish list is a Key.
“so I can unlock stuff and lock stuff, too.”
that’s it. just a key.
Beckham’s answer is also constant. “what do you want for Christmas?”
“a giant rock.”