sam gets hired by a law firm right after graduation. no one had any doubt he would. except for him, he was riddled with self doubt even though he hid it well. sure, he was confident he knew every single detail he needed too. but that didn't mean others would see his greatness.
even though he got that job. he's still the new kid on the block. he gets stuck with all the little cases, easy things he could fart out in his sleep, or the cases no self important lawyer wanted. sigh.
he was growing bored with his job. the days spent at the firm were becoming undistinguishable from each other. today he sat at his desk with a large peppermint mocha. he deserved the treat and he couldn't resist his favorite coffee shop.
his boss walks over and plops a stack of papers in front him.
"Not gonna lie, it's a real weird one Sam," she explained. "We have a hit and run, dead Granny. Gramps says it was Santa. He's suing Santa."
Sam set down his drink and picked up the papers. He flipped through it and skimmed it in expert time.
"No way," Sam scoffed, "You're giving me a multi-million dollar case and I haven't broken a year here yet."
Adira couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Sam, that was a good one. What I'm giving you is impossible. Santa isn't real!"
She knocked down the table top christmas tree Sam had on his desk before walking away. Sam sighed when he fixed the tree upright. His boss was right, Santa isn't real, but he knew he could win this anyhow. All he had to do was find the guy Grandpa thinks is Santa. This wouldn't be easy, but finally something interesting was happening.
His first step was meeting with Grandpa.
