Julia Martin is the most incredible girl in school, and Mason Howell is hopelessly smitten by her. Julia is in charge of the local Charity Christmas party and she’s pleased with how everything is going...until her Santa Claus calls in sick. In a panic, she begs Mason to help her by wearing his grandfather’s heirloom Santa Claus suit. Mason agrees, just to impress the beautiful girl, but things don’t go as planned...as soon as he puts on the suit, he gets all the powers of Santa Claus!
Together with John Patton, Mason’s best friend, they learn his grandfather was a member of an ancient league of men and women dedicated to helping St. Nicholas use Christmas magic to save the world. The three of them could become the newest members of the Santa Claus League...if they can learn the secrets of Christmas magic!
I’ve discovered a lot about Christmas lately, more than I ever thought possible. Learning about Christmas past was simple, ancient facts are as nailed down as the old lid on Jacob Marley’s casket. Understanding the events of Christmas present is a little tougher, but not too bad if you know what to look for. It’s predicting the fate of Christmas “yet to come” that is as much a mystery to me now as it was to Ebenezer Scrooge so many years ago. I’m too young to have a very long past, so my present is especially hard to predict, and as for my future? Well, let’s just say my potential “futures” are spinning out of control.
Mason Howell is my given name, but Santa Claus is the one I prefer. If you can believe in Christmas magic, haunting ghosts and flying sleighs then this story will be easier to believe. And to those less trusting I ask a question, what are miracles anyway? Couldn’t they be acts of charity wrought by fellow mortals working in parallel dimensions? In my experience such unseen dimensions exist, for I haunt with such a league of “ghosts” and this story is how my friends and I joined them, becoming part of the Santa Claus League.