‘It Can’t Be You!’ Single Mom Screams When Santa Visits Her Kid & Takes off Fake Beard — Story of the Day

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A single woman raising her son alone after separation from her husband loses faith in love until the Santa she invited to her son’s party takes off his fake beard and reveals his face.

Dolly was a single mother and nothing more. At least, that’s what she considered herself. Her husband had walked out on her and their son a year ago, and since then, she’d been juggling work and parenting while putting her own life on the back burner.

Dolly worked two jobs—one as a cashier at a supermarket and the other as a maid on weekends—to support her son, Patrick. So she never had time for anything, especially not love.

But the single mother who had lost faith that she’ll ever fall in love again was in for a surprise when she took the subway one morning to drop Patrick off at school…

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When Dolly and Patrick boarded the subway that morning, it was crowded like a cattle truck. There was barely any space to stand when the kind man sitting opposite Dolly offered her his seat.

“Excuse me! You have a child; you can take the seat,” he said, getting up, and Dolly quickly sat down, Patrick in her lap.

“Thank you so much,” she said shyly, and their eyes met at that moment. Dolly wanted to ask his name, but she didn’t.

“So you ride the subway often?” he asked.

She looked up nervously. “Oh, what? Yes… yes, I do. It’s the fastest way to reach downtown, where I work. I actually work two jobs. One as a maid and the other as a cashier. I’m a single mother. I need to support my son.”

It wasn’t long before she realized she had overshared with a stranger, who she thought was grinning at her stupidity.

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“Well, your son’s a lucky guy,” he said kindly instead. “You’re one tough woman, Dolly.”

“You know my name?” she asked. “How… How did you—”

Before she finished her sentence, the train stopped, and Dolly’s stop was there. As she was leaving, the man said, “It’s on your work uniform. The name. It was nice meeting you.”

Dolly got off the train, bracing herself for the cold winds of the wintry day and cursing herself at her foolishness. She was wearing her work uniform because she headed right to her workplace after dropping Patrick off at his school. Then a kind neighbor of theirs would pick up Patrick and look after him until she was home.

“Why am I thinking so much about the subway man?” Dolly thought as he headed to work that day. “Men are crap, in general, Dolly. And it’s not like you’ve got any lesser problems in life that you need a man now!”

Dolly had lost faith in love and relationships. She didn’t trust men, and she wasn’t ready to give love another chance.