"Why are you crying?" Dad offered her his handkerchief.
"This Christmas I wanted ten gifts." She blew her nose hard. "You bought me just five."
Dad sighed. "Those kids at the orphanage don't get even one."
Lily wiped her cheeks. "I want ten more gifts by tomorrow."
"You ungrateful brat!" He slapped her. "That's your gift."
Next day he found Lily going door to door asking for Christmas gifts. He followed her, his blood boiling, until she reached the orphanage and his anger turned to love and bliss.