No one ever said working with Santa was all reindeer games, and North Pole isn't a place of wonder and amazement...until it is. It may not be the holidays, but magic is definitely in the air.
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Working in Santa's post office wasn't an easy job. Each letter had to be read-even the ones that dug a hole in your heart and left shadows of the pain they imparted. But every elf needed a job if they were going to afford things like food and heat and a place to read a good book.
Every elf except Santa's brother. He's wild, charming, and totally unrestrained by the monotony of life...or so go the rumors. He's totally not the type of man I would take a second look at. At least, not until an accident he causes forces me to and my world heads down a path I hadn't thought possible.
What should a good elf do when the bad-boy brother of the big man himself comes to town and burns down the rumor mill with his smile, his kindness, and his...