He leapt in joy. Under the Christmas tree was a shiny, Red Rudge bicycle.
“Thanks dad!” He hugged him really hard. Father just smiled and nodded his head.
He took the cycle out.
Mother said, “So sweet of you dear.”
Father replied, “… YOU didn’t get it for him?”
They both stared at each other.
The Cycle

That’s all good, but whose is it?

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