Flash Fiction: Reindeer Games

“This is embarrassing,” Vicky said. “Mags, please don’t freak!”

Maggie kept staring. “Are you… a were-reindeer?

Vicky fidgeted, the Christmas dress meant for a human body askew on her reindeer form. “No! I’ve got a— condition— I spin into a holiday side hustle!”



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