This was a pretty good little story. It reminded me a lot of that creepy little Elf on the Shelf and, after speaking to the author about his muse, I found out he did have that little guy in mind when he wrote this story. In this scenario, the Elf is best friends with the little boy of the family, but the mother is a little wary of him, especially when she starts seeing shadows and things are moved. The end went a little different than I expected, and in a good way. But, as usual with me when I read a short story, I was left wanting just a little bit more.