The Christmas Hypothesis
North Pole research station: Niklas is the laughing stock of his colleagues when sack after sack of misdirected post arrives at his door...
...but soon he will show them. He will be invited to conferences again. Get to whizz around the world. Everywhere he goes, people will know his name. All he needs to do is publish his science paper, then he will have the recognition he deserves.
But what if Niklas was never cut out to be a scientist? What if he was destined for something else? And what if those letters were not misdirected at all?