Ch 4:

Back at the Cunninghams' house, Richie was busy wrapping gifts for his friends and family. Richie thought it was time to take a break from wrapping. He thought he'd call Ralph and wish him Merry Christmas.

"Hi, Rich," Ralph said.

"Hi, Ralph."

"Did you hear the news, Ralph?" Richie asked.

"What news? I didn't hear anything."

"I thought you wanted to know Potsie is in the hospital," Richie told Ralph.

"You've got to be kidding. How did that happen?" Ralph asked.

"Joanie says Potsie fell on his back on the snow at the grocery store parking lot. His convertible was parked at the grocery store," Richie said.

"Driving his convertible in the snow? That'll teach him. Does he need surgery?" Ralph asked.

"Potsie says he doesn't need to go through surgery but he does need a lot of physical therapy," Richie said.

"That'll teach him to drive his convertible in the snow," Ralph said.

"Is Potsie at home right now?" Ralph asked.

"No. He's at the hospital. I'm not sure what the doctors are doing with him until he can go home, but he says he doesn't start therapy until next year," Richie said.

"What about Christmas? Is Potsie going to be home for Christmas?" Ralph asked.

"We don't know yet," Richie said.

Ralph just thought of something.

"If Potsie can't come home to us, why can't we bring Christmas to him?" Ralph asked.

"That's a great idea, Ralph! Why didn't I think of that?" Richie asked.

"I don't know," Ralph said.