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I gave him my handmade holiday ornament. I jingled the bell as I wished him a Merry Christmas. I think he may have smiled; however, he did not reach out his disfigured hands to take my gift. I put the small present on the table next to his wheel chair.

As I left the nursing home, I found one last ornament at the bottom of a cardboard box. I jingled the bell and remembered our secret.