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| It was the afternoon of December 24, the day before Christmas；and as the newest doctor in our office, I had to work. The only thing that 1 my day was the beautifully decorated Christmas tree in our waiting room and a 2 sent to me by a fellow I was dating - a dozen long-stemmed red roses. Then I was told a lady 3 needed to speak with me. As I stepped out, I noticed a young, tired-looking woman with a 4 in her arms. Nervously, she 5 that her husband - a prisoner in a nearby prison-was my 6 patient. She told me she wasn't 7 to visit her husband in prison and that he had never seen his 8 . Her request was for me to let the boy's father sit in the waiting room with her as 9 as possible before I called him for his appointment. I agreed. 10 , it was Christmas Eve. Her husband arrived-with chains on his feet and hands, and two armed guards. The woman's tired face 11 like our Christmas 12 when her husband took a seat beside her. After almost an hour, I called the 13 to my office. At the end of the 14 , I wished him a Merry Christmas - a(n) 15 thing to say to a man headed back to prison. He 16 and thanked me. He also said he felt 17 by the fact he hadn't been able to get his wife anything for Christmas. On 18 this, I was inspired with a wonderful idea. I'll never forget the look on both their faces as the prisoner gave his wife the beautiful 19 . I'm not sure who experienced the most joy - the husband in giving, the wife in 20 , or myself in having the opportunity to share in this special moment. | ||||
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