The elementary school principal ushers us into her office. Parents have been complaining about your son, she tells my wife and me. He’s been telling the other kids there’s no Santa. It’s true, my wife says. Yes but, the principal starts to explain and then goes silent while she straightens a paper clip into a tiny pointer. Looking up at me, she says, he’s also been telling them that you’re the Tooth Fairy. And I say, It’s true.

Bio: Bob Lucky