"I do? What for?" Lennox was terrified of what the answer would be.
"The doctor. I had to see him Monday on account of what you done to me. You practical jokers don't know your own strength." Aimee winked at Gabby. "Your boy friend's a funny guy with a Christmas tree, Gabrielle. We had a million laughs. He tell you?"
"No," Gabby said quietly.
"I guess he wouldn't at that."
"Do you want to tell me, Aimee?"
"Me? No." She laughed, concealing her teeth with her hand. "I'm a good kid. I can take a joke. Anyway your boyfriend don't owe me a cent, not after the gorgeous Christmas present he give me."
Lennox swallowed painfully. "It was a television set, wasn't it, Aimee?"
"Modest, ain't he? What a sweet guy. What did he give you, Gabrielle?"
"Something I've always wanted, Aimee."
"Jesus! Mink?"