Jon was about to make another wish, but before he could, he felt someone place a hand on his shoulder.
Frightened, he spun around, slipped and fell backwards into the snow. Blinking, he looked up and saw someone he wasn't expecting. It was Santa Claus! The way he was supposed to look, not the way he looked at the North Pole.
"Are you okay?" he asked, reaching down to help Jon to his feet.
"Santa? Is that really you?" Jon asked, his eyes wide.
