Chapter 20
Jason pulled into the IGA parking lot at 9:45 on Christmas Eve morning. There sat his pal Mike in his dad’s Chevrolet Impala S/S. The two friends got out, grabbed each other in a big bear hug, but then faked a couple of jabs to each other’s head in case anyone should be watching.
The two went into to the store and walked to the back-storage room. Jason pulled up a large box containing fifty pounds of red, white and green striped candy canes, a fifty-pound box of oranges, and a twenty-five-pound box of assorted nuts.
“Let me give you a hand,” Mike said.
“No. No. That’s it,” Jason said, not wanting his friend to exhaust himself too quickly. “I need to grab about five empty cereal boxes and some paper bags. Grab that chair there.”
Jason soon had everything neatly organized aro
