One Magic Christmas Page #2

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And Glen's own boneless beef stew...

stew beef,

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Excellent value. Have a nice day

and thank you for shopping Glen's.

- Herbie Conklin, manager.

- Herbert.

Herbert.

Keep things moving here.

Hey, you already rung up

them Dorito chips already.

Oh, OK. You're right.

I'll take it off your tote.

See what she tried to pull on me?

See that? Next time I'm going to the A&P!

Please be my guest.

Next time, go to the A&P.

All right.

That's $16.64, minus the potato chips.

Got that five cents, Frankie? Come on.

OK, fine now.

Thank you.

Ginnie, let's step on it here.

Your line's backing up.

Hey, Herbie,

why don't you get off her back?

She's behind because

she made your announcement for you.

Yeah, well...

OK, that's $26.83, Mrs Monaghan.

Cash or check?

I've got these food things.

But there's only $25 worth.

I don't know what to say.

I could loan you, maybe.

Oh, that's OK. I don't need this.

OK, it's...

- That's $2.29. You're down to $24.52.

- Good. I'm OK, then.

- Here it comes, Dad.

- OK, kids. Send it up.

Here it comes, Jack.

- It's the prettiest angel ever.

- It's the biggest angel ever!

Bye, angel!

- What did you get Mom for Christmas?

- A ring. A beautiful amethyst ring.

It used to belong to my Grandma Rebecca.

Whoo!

But don't tell anybody, OK?

Cos it's a secret.

OK, Dad.

Dad, is there such a thing as an angel?

- Of course there is.

- Mommy says there isn't.

Well, I believe that there is.

I believe that whenever

anybody who's really good dies,

they go up to heaven

and become an angel.

A guardian angel or a Christmas angel.

All kinds of angels.

Are you ready?

Give me your legs.

And the angels are everywhere.

They're all around us,

and they're watching us,

to make sure that we're A-OK.

- But you can't see 'em, right, Dad?

- That's right.

Because they are invisible.

Invisible.

Exactly.

- Night, Dad.

- Good night, honey.

Invisible.

Did the kids give any trouble

about going to bed?

No, they went right up.

They're sleeping.

Look what I got 'em for Christmas.

I ran over to Toys R Us

on my dinner break.

I got Cal an Etch A Sketch.

You know how much he likes art.

And I got Abbie this tea set. I think

she'll really like that, don't you?

Yeah, she will.

So...

So I guess we can go get

the rest of their stuff on Monday.

Yeah, we'll go get 'em some crayons,

little things like that.

But that's the main thing.

- Cal?

- What?

If Santa Claus brings all the toys,

how come Mom bought me that tea set?

I don't know. I think Santa Claus

only brings some of the toys,

and your mom and dad

have to buy the rest.

- Oh.

- That's why they got toy stores.

Anyway, I think Santa Claus isn't coming

to us this year, cos we're too poor.

- Not because we're poor.

- Then why?

Because I didn't write no letter

to Santa Claus.

Yeah, well, a lot of presents

doesn't make it any better of a Christmas.

Well, when you're a little kid

it does, hon.

We've still got $5,000 in the bank.

We might as well take out a few hundred

and just buy a bunch of stuff.

A few hundred? Jack, that money's all

we've got between us and the poorhouse.

- You want to throw it away on a bunch...

- No, no, no, no, no. Not throw it away.

Yeah, throw it away on junk from Taiwan

that's gonna be broke in two days.

We don't have to buy junk.

We can buy good stuff.

That's not the point. The point is,

what happens if one of us gets sick?

What do we do for money then?

"That's all Cal and me want. "

"Please write back and tell me

if you are really real. "

"Your friend, Abbie Grainger. "

It's all wrote, Elizabeth.

I'm sorry I was so cranky tonight.

It's OK.

It's just this moving thing, you know,

with Christmas on top of it.

Well, you'd be better off

if you believed in Santa Claus like Abbie.

Like you, you mean.

- You believe in Santa Claus, don't you?

- Sure.

Or at least, you know, a nice spirit

that's around at Christmastime, that's all.

I've noticed.

Mostly round department stores.

Give us a kiss.

Oh, give me a land

where the bright diamond sand

Flows leisurely downstream

Where the graceful white swan

Goes gliding along

Like a maid

In a heavenly dream

Can you keep a secret?

Yes.

Well, I'm an angel.

A Christmas angel.

Oh, no, you're not, cos my dad told me

you can't see angels. They're invisible.

Well, they're invisible sometimes,

but sometimes they have to show up.

- So what's your name, then?

- Gideon.

Gideon, was you a good person that died?

Good person?

Well, I was a cowhand, out west.

And one Christmas a long, long time ago,

I was riding along the Snake River,

and I heard this little kid

yelling for somebody.

And so I jumped into the river

to save him.

Well, I saved him all right,

but I got myself drowned,

cos I didn't know how to swim.

And after that,

they made me a Christmas angel.

What do Christmas angels do?

Well, my job is to...

Every Christmas I have to help

one person that's feeling down

to get into the Christmas spirit.

- One person?

- Yeah.

Could it be my mom? Could you make

my mom like Christmas better, Gideon?

- Yeah, I think so, if you'll help me.

- OK.

Abbie?

I knew it.

Take this letter

that you wrote to Santa Claus,

and give it to your mom

and let her mail it for you.

Why?

That'll help her

get into the Christmas spirit,

and then that can be

our Christmas present to her.

Now, you'd better go on inside because

your momma's going to be worried.

And remember, don't tell anybody

that you talked to an angel, OK?

Abbie!

Abbie!

Abbie, you were nearly run over

by that car.

I know, Mom, but the angel Gideon

made it. I mean, a man made it.

Abbie, what are you talking about?

Come inside the house right now.

Yes, Mom. Here,

you can mail a letter to Santa Claus.

This letter, Abbie... Coming out

in the night, nearly getting hit by a car.

- Abbie, you're in big trouble. I mean it.

- But it was an angel, and I talked to him.

You are never

supposed to talk to strangers.

Is that the kind of motel

you lived in when you was little, Mom?

- Not really.

- No, your mom's was bigger.

It was the Ramada Inn,

and her dad was the manager.

Is that where you met Mom, Dad?

At the motel?

No. The motels came later.

Jack!

No, I met your mom on a blind date.

Ginnie Hanks, prettiest girl I ever saw.

And you know something?

The minute I saw her, I knew

she was the girl I was gonna marry.

- You did not!

- Did so.

And she's still the prettiest girl

in the whole world, isn't she, kids?

No, she's just Mom.

Just Mom.

We finally got here.

Hi, Great-Granddad.

Hey, Granddad, good to see you.

Merry Christmas.

Great-Granddad, is there

really, really, really a Santa Claus?

Well, of course

there's a Santa Claus, Abbie.

Why, you're a Grainger, honey.

Our family, we've always been

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