It was a quiet, misty December evening, and it was nearing Christmas. Ten minutes to past four, Andrew Lewis was gazing out the foggy windows in his room. It was two days before Christmas, and Andrew was Anticipating it so much that he couldn't go to sleep last night and stayed up late. Andrew was Anticipating it so much not because it was Christmas; he was just there for the gifts as if he believed in Santa Claus. "Andrew,"! called a voice, It was he's mom