Parents Read Son’s Letter to Santa and Leave Their Jobs Next Day – Story of the Day
When Eric’s parents decide to read his letter to Santa so they can buy him what he wants for Christmas, they find a message that breaks their hearts instead.
“Mom,” Eric tugged gently on his mom’s sleeve. “Yes, Tina, I updated it yesterday,” she said on the phone while turning to Eric briefly, showing him a hand gesture to wait for her call to end.
Eric sighed and walked away. He was eight years old and big enough to know he’d be waiting a long time once his mom started talking to her colleagues.
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He returned to the lounge. He and his dad had been watching a cartoon, but Dad was also busy on his phone now. “Hey, Eric, sorry about the interruption, but I’ve got to answer this message quickly,” Eric’s dad flashed him a brief smile while he tapped at his phone screen.
“Okay, but can I—” Eric tried to interject, but before he could finish, his dad replied, “I told you I’m answering a message, Eric. Wait.”
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Eric curled up on the couch. It was nearly time to go to the playground. He’d waited all day for his parents to come home, and he didn’t want to wait any longer.
“Eric?” Mom entered the room with a frown. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but I can’t go to the playground with you today. There’s been a big mix-up at work that I have to fix, but you can still go with your dad.”
“Actually, I also have something important to do for work,” Eric’s dad sat beside him on the couch. “I’m sorry, kiddo, but we can always go tomorrow.” “But you always say that, and it never happens!” Eric jumped off the couch.
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“I’m sorry, Eric, but we must work to make enough money to live a happy life. You understand that,” Eric’s dad said. Eric crossed his arms. It was always money and always work. He understood they needed money to buy things, but none of those things had ever made him as happy as being with his parents.
Tears prickled in his eyes. All he wanted was to go to the playground with Mom and Dad, but all they ever wanted to do was work. “We’ll make it up to you this weekend,” Mom put a hand on his shoulder and crouched down beside him. “Santa will visit the mall to collect letters from all the kids. Would you like to go see him?”
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Eric glanced at Mom. He wasn’t sure he believed in Santa anymore, but he did want to...
