A man with a bushy white beard and a red coat was driving the car next to them. He had on a red hat with a white pom-pom.
“It sure looks like him,” said Gramps.
“He’s here!” Posey shouted. She bounced up and down. “He’s really here! Just like the song says!”
Posey stopped bouncing.
Santa knew when they were bad or good. That must mean he knew what Posey did.
What if he didn’t come to her house on Christmas?