That's Not My Santa

Bonita was a little more reserved, kissing the others, but only saying "Good morning" to me. Jan got Bonita in a conversation while Evelyn and the other youngsters bunched up to whisper among each other. Kelly was still next to me, and commented "I'll give you just three guesses what they're talking about." I looked at her and suggested "Santa Claus? The Easter Bunny? The Great Pumpkin?" Kelly just laughed softly and answered "If you believe its any of those, I need to get you to a doctor – you're delusional." "I'm going to go way out on a limb, here, and say that maybe they're comparing notes? Or at least telling each other what happened when each of them was with me?" Kelly laughed again and told me "That's not a limb, it's a steel beam. Yeah, its a pretty safe bet you're the subject." About that time, Claire looked over and saw us looking at them – and promptly blushed furiously. Yeah, I was the topic of discussion, all right. Jan and Bonita came over and the four of us chatted about a couple of things until the others realized that they'd been pretty much excluding the rest of us ...»