Arely Gist

  A lifetime of putting work first left Tom estranged from his family. Now, nearing 70, he faces worsening health and a daughter who won't take his calls after years of neglect. But an unexpected Christmas scare forces him to confront his choices, leading to a moment that could change everything. Tom sat in his quiet, empty office, the only sound the faint hum of the heater. Papers were neatly stacked on his desk, but his tired eyes wandered to the decorated Christmas tree glowing softly in the corner. It was festive but felt out of place in the lonely space. He always stayed late, long after others had gone home. His friends had retired, but work was his anchor. With a sigh, he picked up his phone and dialed his daughter, Daisy. “Hello,” Tom said, his voice steady but hesitant. “Hi, Dad,” Daisy replied, sounding distracted. “What does Theo want for Christmas this year?” Tom asked, trying to keep the conversation light. “He wants a Furby,” Daisy said. “A Furby? What’s that?” Tom as...

 After Mom's Death, Son Kicks Stepdad Out of the House & Posh Car Stops in Front of the Old Man A man is abandoned by the stepson he raised as his own after his wife died, and is unexpectedly rescued by a kind young man. Do you believe in karma? Bob didn't. He lived his life and made his decisions with no thought for anyone except himself. What he wanted was what was right, no matter the cost to everyone else. Bob never imagined that his attitude would reverberate down the years until he found himself standing by the side of a lonely road watching his only family drive away, leaving him alone, abandoned. The man driving away from Bob was Sam, his stepson, the boy he'd raised as his own and loved with all his heart from the time he was five years old. Back then, Bob had been on the verge of marriage when he'd met Sam's mother, Adele. Adele had been beautiful, charming, exciting, and Bob had walked out on his fiancée without an expl...

  Grumpy Loner Finds a Teen Trying to Jack His Car and It Ends Up Changing Both Their Lives All old Harold cared about in his remaining years were his car and his privacy, but both now seemed at risk after new Asian neighbors moved in. One night, he caught a teenage boy trying to open his car, and from that moment, his solitary life changed forever. Harold sat on his creaky porch, the paint peeling from the wooden railing, his scowl as deep as the furrows in his weathered face. The late afternoon sun glared down, reflecting off the hood of his 1970 Plymouth Barracuda, making its cherry-red paint glow like embers. The car had been his pride and joy for decades, a tangible reminder of his younger, more vibrant days. But today, Harold wasn’t basking in nostalgia. His gaze was fixed on the commotion across the street. His new neighbors—a bustling Asian family—were unloading boxes from a moving truck. Kids dashed around the driveway, shrieking and laughing, while a do...