For Christmas - A Grandpa

On Christmas morning, the greatest gift under the tree wasn't wrapped in paper. It was the sight of Leo asleep on the sofa, clutching a wooden train Arthur had carved years ago for a son who had long since grown up.

For Arthur, the holidays had become a quiet routine of televised carols and store-bought fruitcake. That was until his daughter, frantic and overworked, dropped off seven-year-old Leo for a week. Arthur looked at the boy—all untied shoelaces and missing front teeth—and felt a sudden, sharp panic. He knew how to fix a leaky faucet or balance a checkbook, but he had forgotten how to see the world through the lens of wonder. A Grandpa For Christmas

As they sat by the fire, drinking cocoa that was mostly marshmallows, Leo looked up at him. "You’re pretty good at this, Grandpa." On Christmas morning, the greatest gift under the