“Matt and Mandy,” Friend, Dec. 2006, 27
Dad: OK, each time we leave a gift, we’ll sing a carol. Everybody ready?
Family: “Hark! The herald angels sing glory to the newborn King!”
Family: “Joy to the world, the Lord is come.”
Family: “Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, all is bright.”
Mandy: It’s weird. Tonight was just as wonderful as Christmas morning. But I didn’t get a single gift.
Dad: Didn’t you?
Mandy: I guess maybe I did.