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Show 216 elephant. They're in the trunk." "Good. They'll like those." "I had a hard time finding something open, Christmas Eve and all.' "Oh, they'll like those." "And that set of mixing bowls for Peggy. I told you about those - I put both our names on the card." "Thanks, Robbie." "And a box of chocolates for Granny." "Yes: Granny and her cherry-filled chocolates. When she dies and goes to heaven, the halls will be stacked with boxes of cherry-filled chocolates. I got that bottle of cologne I told you about. And some Fabrage for Peggy. And," she added, "some Old Spice for Bobby." "That's all in your purse?" She hefted it up. "Me and ol' Santa." "I bought Bobby that new album by the Beach Boys. That one about the hot rods." "Oh, he'll like that." "And," his eyebrows raising behind the sunglasses, "a little Christmas cheer for everyone." "Bourbon or Scotch?" "Scotch of course." "Peggy likes Bourbon." "But I like Scotch," he said grinning. The wind pleasantly tugged at her scarf. The freeway here was elevated above the streets, the industrial sprawl, dominated by a mammoth Goodyear Tire warehouse-a long, yellow building, it must have been |