Chapter 77

Brucey, Vic thought suddenly. That’s who had mentioned Baskin Robbins—the little boy whose sister was thrown off her horse. She was in a hospital nearby…Brucey said they always stopped for ice cream when they visited her.

Working for the city bus had its advantages—Vic knew the area like the back of his hand. Bon Secours had a hospital just off Bremo Road, one traffic light down from the intersection of Libbie and Monument.

Of all the children who told him what they wanted for Christmas the other night, only Brucey had asked for something for someone else. “Don’t forget to take her presents to the hospital instead of to our house.”