all I want for Christmas is a bowling ball and some diabetic test strips page 4 by ric gustafson
" Need some help" a young man inquired as he walked toward the mall entrance with his wife.
" Sure". " I'm trying to get this Impala out of this snow bank".
" I'll push from this door, if you will push from the hood". The young man opened the driver door and got himself ready. With the two pushing, it only took a few minutes to get the car out of the snow bank.
" Thank you" Sean said with a grin as he shook the young man's hand.
" Your welcome". He and his wife walked toward the mall entrance. " Happy holidays".
Sean walked back inside the mall entrance and saw the young mother and her small daughter huddled along a side wall. He unzipped his black testing bag and took out some of the white strips. " Here are some test strips for you to get by for now".
" Thank you" she exclaimed as tears came down her face. " Nobody else would help us". He took some bills out of one of his pant pockets. " Here is some money so you can buy something in the food court".
She hugged Sean. " Thank you".
He walked downstairs and quietly got back into the line to see Santa. When it got to be his turn, he got onto Santa's knee. " I don't want a bowling ball for Christmas after all" he said as he shed a tear. " I've already received my Christmas wish".
The End- dedicated to Tom E
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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