I Helped an Elderly Couple with a Flat Tire on the Highway – a Week Later, My Life Completely Changed

But Emma was excited.

And that was enough.

We were halfway to my parents’ house when the snow started falling.

Light at first.

Then steady.

Emma was in the backseat, singing “Jingle Bells” with complete confidence and absolutely no concern for melody.

“Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the waaaay!”

I smiled despite everything.

The road ahead looked like it had been dusted with powdered sugar.

Peaceful.