The Peace Keeper
Samuel eyed the present under the tree with trepidation. He attempted to return his parents’ smiles, wishing he had a brother so the responsibility wasn’t his alone.
With trembling hands, he peeled back the paper. It was a toy truck, but the contents were never important. He focused instead on showing the exact amount of gratitude to keep Christmas morning from turning sour.
Tomorrow amid scattered fir needles, tinsel and empty bottles, the yelling would start again. But today would be different. As “a good boy, grateful for what he’d been given,” there would be peace on earth.