Christmas Eve dinner was ready: the beet soup was steaming, the children were waiting for presents, and the family took their seats at the table. As every year, there was one extra plate.
— Who is it for? — the son asked.
— For someone who might show up — Mom replied.
When they finished eating, Dad stood up, took the empty plate, and placed it in front of… the lonely dog waiting under the table.
— Because this year — he smiled — he was the most patient of all.
And that’s when the children realized it wasn’t the presents that mattered most that day.
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