"The Stupidest Angel A Heartwarming Tale Of Christmas Terror" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moore Christopher)

irresistible, and miraculous. Pine Cove was expecting only one of the two.



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Which is not to say that the locals didn't get into the Christmas spirit. The

two weeks before and after Christmas provided a welcome wave of cash into the

town's coffers, tourist-starved since summer. Every waitress dusted off her

Santa hat and clip-on reindeer antlers and checked to make sure that there

were four good pens in her apron. Hotel clerks steeled themselves for the rage

of last-minute overbookings, while housekeepers switched from their normal

putrid baby-powder air fresheners to a more festive putrid pine and cinnamon.

Down at the Pine Cove Boutique they put a "Holiday Special" sign on the

hideous reindeer sweater and marked it up for the tenth consecutive year. The

Elks, Moose, Masons, and VFWs, who were basically the same bunch of drunk old

guys, planned furiously for their annual Christmas parade down Cypress Street,

the theme of which this year would be Patriotism in the Bed of a Pickup

(mainly because that had been the theme of their Fourth of July parade and

everyone still had the decorations). Many Pine Covers even volunteered to man

the Salvation Army kettles down in front of the post office and the

Thrifty-Mart in two-hour shifts, sixteen hours a day. Dressed in their red

suits and fake beards, they rang their bells like they were going for dog-spit

gold at the Pavlov Olympics.

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