A Grace Thing

I overheard #3 talking with his best friend about Christmas and Santa Claus, it went something like this.

Friend: “I don’t get that whole Santa and the chimney thing. How does he come down it.”

#3: “What do you mean?”

Friend: “I mean does he really some down it? ‘Cause last year, me and my brother snuck out and turned the fire on in the fireplace to see what would happen. That morning the fire was still on but there were presents under the tree. How did he not get burned?”

#3: “Oh, that’s easy. He’s a saint, you know St Nicholas? Saints are already dead. You can’t die twice.”

Friend: “You mean he’s like a ghost?”

#3: “No, not a ghost, a saint. Don’t ask me how it works. It’s a Grace thing.”