For 25 Christmases, The Same Silent Stranger Appeared Outside Our House At Exactly The Same Time. He Never Spoke, Never Left A Note, And Every Year My Parents Called The Police In Panic. When I Turned 15, I Finally Stepped Outside And Asked, “Why Do You Keep Coming Back?” He Looked Straight At Me… And Burst Into Tears.

at the library. I even tried to find the man himself, to talk to him, to ask him directly what he had meant, but I could never find him. He seemed to exist only on Christmas Eve, materializing out of the darkness for a few hours before disappearing again. The police would not tell me anything. The restraining order was sealed. Every avenue I tried continue reading …