Dear Santa:
I don't know if you answer adults' wishes. I suppose if you did, you'd have to have McMansions and Maseratis in that big bottomless sack of yours. And I don't know if you answer everyone's wishes, because there are children starving and children separated from their families, and you haven't granted their wishes. To be honest, if you have to choose between me and those children, I'd prefer you give them comfort and peace and all good things.
But I still wish, because I'm superstitious. I hope that it's possible for you to hook into that ephemeral luck and catch its attention for a fleeting second so my manuscript gets a second look.
So if you're listening, Santa ...
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