Mistletoe Mischief

Holly Vixen was distracted... It showed in her work at Santa's wrapping department. Because of her blah-humbug attitude, she and her best friend, Clementine, were sent to Anchorage, Alaska to help a shop owner find his own Christmas magic.

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John Weller was tired of the retail commercialization of Christmas. He had lost his love of the season. That is until Holly walked through his shop doors. Noticing her spunky attitude and striped Christmas tights, he knew there was something more to her.

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Holly and John sought a friend in each other and soon both were dealing with their own internal inferno.

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Oh, reindeer poo! How, would Holly tell him that she was one of Santa's elves.

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And a flying reindeer?