“The children will sleep for hours. He pushed her hair out of her face. “Now lad,” said the Krampus, “heartbreak‘s sore, that is true. But it’s truthful and loving and —”
“Enough of your rhymes!”
The Krampus kicked back and laughed. Has help come too late? “Who cares? What needs a young man like you to so sniffle? The Krampus went to the hearth and started a great, rousing fire that soon had the entire house as snug as a dove. The girl watched with an amused expression. No less true than silver. Someone broke into the wine and began proposing toasts to the Krampus, who accepted them graciously and then poured his cup onto the naked body of the first girl who had kissed him.
