โ€œChrist,โ€ I muttered to myself, as the first flakes of snow started to fall.ย  They gathered in fuzzy clumps over the windshield before my wipers cleared them away.ย  Iโ€™d been waiting for fifteen โ€” no, twenty minutes now โ€” in my sisterโ€™s driveway.ย  Had I...

โ€œItโ€™s creepy,โ€ Dan balked. โ€œItโ€™s cute,โ€ Julia countered. โ€œBesides, itโ€™s fun. I mean, geez Scrooge, whereโ€™s your Christmas spirit?โ€ Dan picked up the doll and turned it over in his hands. It was the prototypical Christmas elf as imagined by Hollywood in a red onesie, Santa...

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