3Words: BAUBLES, CAROLS, STOCKING
“Kid, are they gone?” The man hovered closer to him.
Jimy blinked, still staring on the little wonder, then shook his head.
“You are no help.” The man pocked his head through the pine needles and watched the neighborhood.
“Phew. That was close.” He landed on Jimy’s knee. “Kids are gone to carol.”
“Whhooo areee you?” Jimy shook his leg, sending little man face down into the snow.
Little red baubles giggled on his hat.
“What are you doing?” Little man fumed.
“Sorry, but who are you?”
“What do you mean who am I? I am Jeremy Stockings.”