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The Business of Misery Epilogue "Merry Christmas, Anita!" Seven-going-on-eight-year-old Portia greeted her oldest sister at the front door of her house with a smile. "Merry Christmas to you, too, Portia." Anita responded. "Where are Mum and Dad?" "They're coming, Ani. Just be patient," said Portia. "They'll be here in a minute." "You hear that, Emery?" Victor asked his young son. "Grandma and Grandpa will be here any second." Emerson only babbled a bit and gazed at his twin sister Vinita, who shrugged slightly. Gardevoir looked out the window in her wheelchair and watched the snow as it put on a show and changed forms and glittered arou