Cloven hooves left. Anna crawled from under her bed.
He’d caught Mia— the chip-toothed bully girl— as she kicked Anna in the snow. Why Krampus had chased after Anna, she didn’t know.
On the bed was a new toy, and she lifted the chip-toothed doll.
“Oh, Mia…”
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