Damian could hardly believe what he was seeing. His heart was racing.

"Son..." he whispered softly, almost inaudibly. His eyes immediately filled with tears, but he held them back with all his might.

Tamara nudged him gently. "Come on, Damian, go..."

With hesitant steps, Damian moved forward slowly. His hands held a large bag filled with gifts. Toys, coloring books, candies, even the children’s favorite stuffed animals—he had gathered them all with the remaining savings he ...