The idea did sound appealing, but it also sounded far too good to be true.

"Are they real?" I asked. "Not just robots?"

Because before, back when I had been younger, mom had an app on her phone that was too Santa, so he knew that I was being a good boy, but Isaac had said it wasn't really him, it was just an automated robot.

"I'm pretty certain they're real." Blake chuckled, only to freeze as the stairs began to creak. I paused, scampering away from Daddy so that there was space between us. I had gotten too caught up in our conversation that I had forgotten to listen...