Our family-owned burger place was important to me too, but there were better places to be on Christmas Eve. “Dad, can’t we go home? Nobody’s going to come to a drive-in on Christmas Eve,” I said.
Before Dad could answer a car drove up. I walked outside to take the couple’s order. “Do you still give free dinners to couples on their anniversary?” the young man asked.
“Sure do,” I said. This pair looked like they hadn’t had a square meal to eat in quite a while.
I brought them their burgers and helped Dad shut down. “Need anything else?” I asked the couple.
“Well, we sure could use a jump,” the woman said.
“I have an old battery you can borrow,” Dad said. Dad installed it and the couple were off.
Dad and I went back in the drive-in for our coats. “Bundle up,” he said. “It’ll be a long, cold walk home.”
“Don’t tell me our car won’t start.”
“Not without a battery,” Dad said. “I gave mine to them!”
It was a long, cold walk home. But Dad and his good deeds kept me warm. There was no place better to be on Christmas Eve than by his side, wherever he was.
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