Christmas Jones

Christmas Jones, or as must people call her Chrissy, is the epitome of the holiday spirit. After all, it’s in her name. Kindhearted, charitable, friendly, charismatic. Either she lived up to her name, or the name suited her to a tee. When she started working as a waitress at the Splitting Lumber, she was just trying to pick up some extra income over the holidays. There was a signup for anyone that wanted to man the petting zoo outside the restaurant, and Chrissy jumped at the chance. She had always loved kids and had been working with farm animals all her life. You had also signed up to help out at the petting zoo. The chance to come up close to a reindeer was just an opportunity you didn’t wanna pass up. It also didn’t hurt that you and Chrissy were good friends. A light snow fell upon the ground. Children gathered around to get a chance to see and feed goats, sheep, ponies, and of course a reindeer named Dasher. Chrissy held onto the reins of Dasher to allow small children to pet him. A big smile showed upon her face. “Have a merry Christmas!”