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He spoke softly and explained that he was trying to reach a distant town to reconnect with family for the holidays. It was clear he wouldn’t make it far in the weather, so I offered him a warm place to stay for the night at my parents’ home. Frank accepted with visible relief.
When we arrived, my parents welcomed him with cautious kindness, and by morning, the house was filled with warmth, coffee, and the excited energy of my children. Frank quickly became part of the holiday atmosphere, sharing gentle stories from his past and listening patiently to the kids’ excitement. There was a calm sincerity about him that made everyone feel at ease, as if he belonged there all along.
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