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[Slone]
“So you’re not an elf?” Evander, Axel, and I sat around the dining room table eating guacamole from a communal bowl.
“Nope,” Evander mumbled through a mouthful of tortilla chips. “I’m pretty sure there isn’t a single elf in my family tree. My grandma was human, but that’s not so unusual amongst our kind.” He shrugs. “Nothing against elves or anything, it's just not who I am.”
Axel just grunts. He doesn’t have a lot to say. I’m not even sure why he is still here. Shouldn’t he be with Rosie?
Stretching, I rub my eyes, s
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