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           Nowthereweretwoclearboottracksintheirfireplace,oneintheashesandoneonthehearth.TheybothpointedtowardtheChristmastree,asifSantahadhitbottomononefootandimmediatelysteppedouttoleavethegoodiesassignedtotheCreedhousehold.Theillusionwasperfectunlessyouhappenedtonoticethattheywerebothleftfeet...andLouisdoubtedifElliewasthatanalytical.

           "LouisCreed,Iloveyou,"Rachelsaidandkissedhim.

           "Youmarriedawinner,baby,"Louissaid,smilingsincerely."StickwithmeandI’llmakeyouastar."

           Theystartedforthestairs.HepointedatthecardtableElliehadsetupinfrontoftheTV.TherewereoatmealcookiesandtwoRing-Dingsonit.AlsoacanofMicheloeb.FORYOU,SANNA,thenotesaidinEllie’slarge,sticklikeprinting."YouwantacookieoraRing-Ding?"

           "Ring-Ding,"shesaidandatehalfofit.Louispoppedthetabonthebeer.

           "Abeerthislateisgoingtogivemeacidindigestion,"hesaid.

           "Crap,"shesaidgood-humoredly."Comeon,Doc."

           Louisputdownthecanofbeerandsuddenlygraspedthepocketofhisrobeasifhehadforgottensomethingalthoughhehadbeenawareofthatsmallpacketofweightalleveninglong.

           "Here,"hesaid."Foryou.Youcanopenitnow.It’saftermidnight.MerryChristmas,babe."

           Sheturnedthelittlebox,wrappedupinsilverpaperandtiedwithwidesatiny-blueribbon,inherhands.

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