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It felt like a fine day. Everything was normal. The Christmas tree was up, our piano was decorated, and our stairway was lit.

Normal until my mom gave me my job list, but part of it did not seem right. Vacuum, dust, practice piano, feed reindeer — I had no idea what was going on. Maybe she meant feed the dog or guinea pig. I don’t know, but I don’t believe in that Santa stuff anyway so I tried to just forget about it, but I couldn’t. It wouldn’t stop bugging me.

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