A Girl and Her Tree

Imagine sitting in your morning class, minding your own business, when someone plops a Christmas tree next to your desk and swears up and down that it belongs to you. What do you do? Well, according to my daughter, who had a tree delivered directly to her high school desk, you go from utter bewilderment to intense bonding, dragging it from class to class and hoping to god you that you don't knock anyone over in the stairwells (unless you happen to see an overly cute upper class man, then apparently, you graze him with it as a conversation starter). You will also text your mother and beg to get a ride so that you don't have to try and get a Christmas tree on a city bus. You will then take it directly into your room, spend hours decorating it, and claim it as the best gift ever. I don't know how she is ever going to part with it.

This may be the most brilliant secret Santa exploit ever.