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Many people were enjoying themselves in the park that Christmas day. A
group of people were playing volleyball. All the tennis courts were packed. Some
people were lawn bowling. Holding hands, Hugo and Kayleen walked all the way
around the park. They played soccer with a pine cone. They petted a dog and
talked to its owner.
When they returned to Kayleen’s apartment, Hugo dug into the plastic bag
and pulled out an old clamp-on lamp from his apartment that he hadn’t used for
years. “What’s this?” Kayleen asked.
“I thought you might like this lamp,” Hugo replied. “Your apartment needs
more light. I was going to throw it out, but then I thought you might want
it.”
“It’s Christmas day, and you’re bringing me a used lamp? A used lamp that
doesn’t even have a bulb in it?! Is that the best thing you could come up with
on Christmas day? Look here, you didn’t even bother to clean this thing before
bringing it into my house!” Indeed, Hugo had missed a couple of spots on the
lamp where dust had accumulated. Jeez, Hugo muttered to her, if she didn’t like
it, he’d take it home.
“No,” she ordered. “Give it to me.” Feeling better, he gave it to her. She
opened the door and threw it outside. “All you can give me on Christmas day is
second-hand crap?! That’s all I’m worth to you? Get out of here, and take your
bag of garbage with you, Santa Claus!” |
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