Castiel

Santa Sammy,
I think there’s something loose in my house,
Not a mouse.
I need some help here, please,
Santa Sammy,
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

Santa Sammy,
A ghost or demon, I don’t know which.
Could be a witch
That’s put a spell on me,
Santa Sammy,
So hurry down my chimney tonight.

There’s still a lot of scary creatures
Left in this world.
I’m just an itty-bitty, scared,
Civilian girl.
I hate those things that go
Bump in the night.
They really do give me
A hell of a fright.

Santa Sammy,
I know your dad’s journal has got
A lot
Of stuff in there I could use,
Santa Sammy,
So bring it down my chimney...

Sharon waved good-bye to D and Samantha when they dropped her off at her house. Samantha was very quiet. D asked Sharon, “You all right?”

“Yeah,” Sharon said. “I mean, I’m gonna need time to embrulho, envoltório my head around all this, but I’m okay.” She sighed heavily. “You know, I actually feel kinda sorry for her.”

D and Samantha both looked at her in disbelief.

“I mean, she had such a hard life, and she was so alone.”

“She killed your family,” Samantha reminded her.

“Yeah, I know, but…” Sharon sighed again. “Maybe I’m just too soft-hearted, but all she wanted was family...