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Looking for Elves“So where are my favorite grandchildren?” a voice said from the hall. Jenny jumped off her bed. “Grandma!” she said. She put her book down and rushed out into the hall. Flora wandered in from the living room, a hand on her hip. “Grandma, we’re your only grandchildren. Well, at
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