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CHAPTER 18.
PONY RALLY
Charles and Saffron dutifully came and stood in front of him, wondering whether anything their father could afford to buy would be of the slightest interest to them. From one of the big, deep pockets of his leather jacket Tom pulled out a wrapped package and handed it to his son. Charles unwrapped it slowly, his eyes getting wider and wider in wonder. When he was sure of what he had in his hand - that it wasn’t just a dream - he leapt in the air yelling.
‘Yaaaay! This is freakin’ sick, man! - It’s bloody hot! - Fifty- thousand songs! Thank ... you!’ He sped into the office, eager to connect his new iPod straight up to the computer.
‘Do you think he liked it?’ asked Tom, raising his eyebrows. ‘Here, chicken, this is for you, with my love.’
He delved into the pocket on the other side of his jacket and
handed another wrapped package to Saffron. She sat down and unwrapped it in silence. It was a mobile. Not just any mobile- phone. It was the very latest. It made Abigail’s mobile look like a total heap of shit. It took movies and sent e-mails. It even had a karaoke function - and as for polyphonic ring-tones! What couldn’t it do?
