Thirty-nine days until Christmas...
A man knocks on the door of the Secret Santa Association, where Kirsten works. Looking somewhat sad, with eyes filled with pain, he says he's there to help. But judging from his looks, he doesn't seem the type to volunteer. She sends him away, saying, "All we need is fifty children's jackets. There's nothing else you could do right now." And he returns with the jackets shortly after. Who is he? Did God send me a handsome and compassionate man?
Thirty-nine days until Christmas...
A man knocks on the door of the Secret Santa Association, where Kirsten works. Looking somewhat sad, with eyes filled with pain, he says he's there to help. But judging from his looks, he doesn't seem the type to volunteer. She sends him away, saying, "All we need is fifty children's jackets. There's nothing else you could do right now." And he returns with the jackets shortly after. Who is he? Did God send me a handsome and compassionate man?