Mark loved Christmas Eve more than anything. Every year, he would stroll along his street to admire the Christmas decorations that covered every house—except one. There was an old house on the corner that always stood out for being empty of Christmas cheer. No twinkling lights, no festive wreaths, just a quiet, unadorned home. The woman who lived there was a mystery. Mark rarely saw her outside, and she never seemed to engage with the neighbors. He didn’t know much about her, except that she lived alone and preferred to

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Sarah had always believed that a simple act of giving could bring happiness. But one day, at a busy clothing drive, that belief was put to the test in the most unexpected way. The sun was shining brightly as Sarah stood at the edge of the donation booth, adjusting her glasses. The air was filled with the chatter of people sifting through piles of clothes, and volunteers were running from one place to another, setting up booths and organizing donations. She felt a little out of place, holding a bulging