Benny: A Tale Of A Christmas Toy - Plot & Excerpts
Cranberry had laced his coffee with something. "You're joking," Jeff said. "I'm afraid not, Jeff." And when Dad used his first name, instead of calling him son, Jeff knew it wasn't a joke. He looked at the puffy man next to him, who was slumped in his chair and fiddling with his pocket watch. This guy? He couldn't believe it. He refused to believe it. "Why?" "Well," Dad said, "I'm not sure you're ready." "I'm ready. I'm definitely ready. I was second in my class at Yale, Dad. I'm more ready than anyone." The stretch limo. The private jet. The skyscraper he was going to build in Chicago to house the new headquarters. Gone. All of it. "I have no doubt you've got book smarts, son," Dad said. "Like your mother that way, bless her soul. But you've got have more than book smarts to run Martco. The company wasn't built on book smarts. It was built on hard work and common sense." "I've got common sense," Jeff protested. "I was in the boy scouts." One summer. And he dropped out before he even got his first badge. But he didn't say that.
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