The Christmas present

It was a fine evening, as little Scott came running towards his father, John. “So what have you wished for this Christmas, Scott?” John asked seeing his happy face. “I can’t wait for Santa. Can I get a school bag?” Scott asked. “But why? You already have one!” John wondered. “But Sam doesn’t. Even Santa …

The shooting star!

“Look! A shooting star…!” She said… smiling with excitement… close your eyes and wish for something, she said as she did the same. He closed his eyes as well, wishing for something as she wanted him to. “What did you wish for?” She asked. “Although I know we wished for the same thing.” “Is that …