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"
Louis
Creed
,
I
love
you
,
"
Rachel
said
and
kissed
him
.
"
You
married
a
winner
,
baby
,
"
Louis
said
,
smiling
sincerely
.
"
Stick
with
me
and
I
'll
make
you
a
star
.
"
They
started
for
the
stairs
.
He
pointed
at
the
card
table
Ellie
had
set
up
in
front
of
the
TV
.
There
were
oatmeal
cookies
and
two
Ring-Dings
on
it
.
Also
a
can
of
Micheloeb
.
FOR
YOU
,
SANNA
,
the
note
said
in
Ellie
's
large
,
sticklike
printing
.
"
You
want
a
cookie
or
a
Ring-Ding
?
"
"
Ring-Ding
,
"
she
said
and
ate
half
of
it
.
Louis
popped
the
tab
on
the
beer
.
"
A
beer
this
late
is
going
to
give
me
acid
indigestion
,
"
he
said
.
"
Crap
,
"
she
said
good-humoredly
.
"
Come
on
,
Doc
.
"
Louis
put
down
the
can
of
beer
and
suddenly
grasped
the
pocket
of
his
robe
as
if
he
had
forgotten
something
--
although
he
had
been
aware
of
that
small
packet
of
weight
all
evening
long
.
"
Here
,
"
he
said
.
"
For
you
.
You
can
open
it
now
.
It
's
after
midnight
.
Merry
Christmas
,
babe
.
"
She
turned
the
little
box
,
wrapped
up
in
silver
paper
and
tied
with
wide
satiny-blue
ribbon
,
in
her
hands
.
"
Louis
,
what
is
it
?
"
