tra special t going to do it-even I kne. Instead I lied to old  I  going to count total until t toget  mine. It  too depressing. I promised to bring over ternoon, after sc out. t day est day of tmas was only four days away.

    quot;Landon,quot; so me after counting it up, quot;this is a miracle!”

    quot;; I asked. I knely  was.

    quot;t t in ts  acked in neat little piles all over t all quarters and dimes.  c table, ing urned he sound of her voice.

    quot;Do you ts enoug; I asked innocently.

    Little tears  believing  of er t been nearly t at me.

    quot;Its . . . ; sion t;Last year, I only collected seventy dollars.”

    quot;Im glad it  better t; I said t . quot;If you  placed t so early in t not ed nearly as much.”

    I kno I didnt care. For once, it  to do.

    I didnt  toys-I figured ster  any sed t I go o tmas Eve so t I could be ts.

    quot;Please, Landon,quot; sed and all, I just didnt  to turn her down.

    So ter, y at toot and my best tie and o my moms car  beneat my last feer because t o get  exactly t person to shop for.

    I o be at t seven, but ty port, and I o  until an outbound freigs , I arrived a fees late. t door  time, and I o pound on it until Mr. Jenkins finally  of keys until  one, and a moment later epped inside, patting my arms to he chill.

    quot;A; ;eve been ing for you. Cmon, Ill take you to where everyone is.”

    o t a moment to exhale deeply before finally heading in.

    It ter than I