6 Chapter 6

Bobo does a fully embraced pirouette on the sidewalk near the truck. “How do you like my elf costume? I’m working pro bono down at the Toy House this season. Santa hates me, but the kids love me.”

More like pro boner, Jonah thinks, smirking.

The front door of the Tudor pushes open behind Bobo. Pam steps out on the stoop. She holds the front door’s wrought-iron handle with one hand while her other hand rests on her left hip. In typical Pam fashion, she yells through the falling snow, “Bobo! Get in here and stop running around the neighborhood as an elf! You’re embarrassing your wife!” Her eyes are almost fist-size snowballs. “Your junk is hanging out and you’re making a scene! Have some manners! Have some couth! I can’t believe you work with kids in that outfit! Put some real clothes on, young man!”