“And how are we going to make her remember the true spirit of Christmas?” Present asked. “You haven’t liked any of our ideas.”
“Maybe you should go to her yourself,” Past suggested to Elf. Yet to Come wrote Yes on another brick.
“No, she doesn’t own one of my portals. I can’t just show up.”
As Elf pondered, the large wooden door creaked open. In the frame stood Julbok, a white goat with red and white striped horns that looked exactly like candy canes.
Elf’s mouth twisted into a grin. “But he can.”
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