Elf on the Shelf

Salem trots up to me, and he looks pretty angry. “Did you tear my stuffed mouse?”

I avoid eye contact and instead point to a small red elf sitting on the mantel.

Salem hisses at the elf and walks away.

That was a close call, but in my defense, I heard that elf was nothing but a snitch.

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