It was the night before Christmas and my horse, Benson, and I were out on a nice trail ride when I saw something lying on the ground ahead of us.
I halted Benson. I dismounted and bent down to have a closer look. It was a brown lumpy sack and when I opened the hole at the top it was full of presents. A thought struck me… this might be Santa’s sack. But could I return it to him? An idea popped into my head. I could leave it on my bed for him to collect when he dropped off mine.