***************************** As Scott was driving away from the city, The Little Candle Girl continued to shiver in the sub-zero cold. A sudden gust ...f wind had blown all of her candles out but one, but it didn’t matter as they gave off precious little heat anyway. She started to cry, realizing that her father would beat her when she got home for not selling enough candles. She closed her eyes and dreamed about a special room in her house, a room full of heat and beautiful toys everywhere that. R. manager's secretary, just a couple of years out of high school.Lea looked thoughtful for a moment."I don't know. Maybe some jewelry. I guess Hank could have arranged a weekend for us somewhere. I wonder if he might be planning on taking me to that chic new French restaurant, Maison Canard?" Lea speculated."Whatever it is, I'm sure that I'll love it. Hank is so thoughtful and good to me," she concluded.Alice asked Lea a second question,"And what about Bob? Are you going to do anything with. It was wonderful. Her da has this huge house, like a palace really,” responded Nicola.Nicola’s mother remained silent so Nicola went on, “I stayed in a huge suite that, according to Sharifa and her grandma, was reserved for special guests. The suite alone was bigger than this house,”“Well, you really did have a good time.” Gwenllian stroked her chin before asking the next question. “Do the men have huge harems like they say?”“Yes. At least some of them. Sharifa’s da has about sixty women in. An elf costume? Her husband actuallyretreated several steps when he saw it. A picture formed in his mind ofhimself wearing that among the throngs of holiday shoppers, all of themstaring at him. His mouth opened and closed but no words came. Shewaited an extra half a minute, giving him time to object. If he didn't,he was admitting what a wimp he was. If he did, she would have anotheropportunity to grind him down and ultimately order him to wear it anyway.Either reaction would cost him.