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1 " You know what? From now on, I think I’m going to call you Mister Christmas. "
― Fern Michaels , Secret Santa
2 " She blinked once, then twice, and yet again, sure what she viewed was just another part of this fantasy world that she had stepped into when her feet touched the green grass of Ireland. "
3 " She stared at the castle. She had actually been summoned to a castle. A week before Christmas. "
4 " It was that magical time of year, a time to enjoy and cherish those whom she loved so dearly. "
5 " You’d think after all I’ve done for my cat—the belly rubs, the back scratches, the endless cans of Fancy Feast—you’d think she could at least wear a pair of reindeer antlers for three minutes while I took her picture for my annual Christmas card. But, no, Prozac, the little drama queen, had decided that the fuzzy felt antlers I’d ordered online were emissaries from the devil and was determined to avoid them at all costs. "
6 " nonchalantly, against her damp brow. "
7 " a fuss he made over them. “Why, I bet you’re the prettiest little girl I’ve seen all day!” he’d whisper confidentially, "
8 " displayed in the society’s collection? Would "
9 " her most recent parts. Sometimes, she’d even show Barnaby her head shots. With the tiny tots, "
10 " and Jimmy had made it all "
