by John Saxton
A dark shed: arena of shadows.
A heavyset man carefully wraps a severed leg, placing it alongside other limbs. He adds a bright bow, before wiping bloody hands in matted beard. With dripping shovel, he approaches the torso.
A female voice: “Santa. Tea’s ready.”
“Almost done!” booms his jolly voice.
The neatly-written note makes him smile.
Daddy left Mummy! I usually want lots of parcels, but all I want this Christmas is Daddy back.
Best of both worlds, muses the red-robed figure, as the shovel whispers down on an exposed neck, to grant a child’s wish.
Whilst also writing supernatural chillers for young adults, John Saxton has had over 50 adult short horror stories published in the independent press; including his own collection: ‘Bloodshot’. He has also placed stories in The Wicked Library and the Terror Tales podcasts. He writes from Yorkshire, England, mainly after dark…