I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier (收银员) hand a little boy his money back, saying, “I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.” I walked towards him and asked him who the doll was for.

    “It's the doll that my sister wanted most for Christmas,” he said. I told him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her and that he shouldn't worry. He sadly replied, “No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her. I have to give the doll to my mom so that she can give it to my sister when she joins her.”

    His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mom is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.”

   My heart nearly stopped.I quickly reached for my wallet and suggested that we count the money again. “Okay,” he said. “I hope that I have enough.” I added some of my money to his without letting him see and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money left. “Thank you, God, for giving me enough money!” the little boy said.

    I left the store, feeling as if my life had been changed forever.