Tales of tinsled taxidermy

Ghosts haunt Grammy’s for Christmas present

Posted: December 28, 2017 at 1 a.m.

After midnight on Christmas Eve, I curled up on the small bed tucked beneath the stairwell at Grammy's house, Baxter ever-present by my side. We both knew one of us was supposed to be the loyal protector of the other, but neither was quite sure who was assuming the duty that night.

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