the doll and the rose..:( ..a really nice story

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i was walking around in a store. i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying "I'm sorry, but you dont have money to buy this doll."than the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: "granny, are you sure i dont have enough money?"the old ladt replied: "you know that you dont have enough money to buy this doll my dear."then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around. she left she left quickly. the little boy was still holding the doll in this hand. finally. i walked toward him and i asked him who he he wish to give this doll to."it's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. she was so sure that santa clause would bring it to her."i replied to him that maybe santa clause will bring it ti her after all, and not to worry. but he replied to me sadly. "no, santa clause cant bring it to her where she is now. i have to give my doll to my mom so that she could give it to my sister whae she goes there?his eyes were so sad while saying this. "my sister has gone to be with God.daddy says that mommy is going to see God very soon there too, so i thought that she could take he doll with her to give it to my sister."my heart nearly stopped. the little boy looked up at me ang said: "i told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. i need her to wait until i come back from the mall."then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. he then told me. "i want mommy to take my photo with her so she wont forget me."i love my mommy and i wish she doesnt have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."then she looked at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. i quickly reached for my wallet and said to boy, "what if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?""OK" he said "i hope i have enough."i added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it there was enough for the doll and even some spare money. the little boy said: "thank you God for giving me enough money!"then he looked at me and added "i asked yesterday before i slept for God to make sure i have enough money to this doll so that mommy can give it ti my sister. he heard me!""i also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but i didnt dare ask God for too much.but then he gave me enough to buy the Doll and a White Roses"a few minutes later, the old lady came again and i left with my basket. i finished my shopping in a totally different state from where i started. i couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. then i remembered a local newspaper article wo days ago, which mentioned a drunk man n a truck, who hit a car, where there was a lady and a little girl. the little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state.the family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to recover from the coma. was this the family of the little boy?two days after the encounter with the little boy, i read in the newspaper that the young lady passed away. i couldn't stop myself as i bought a bunch or white roses and i went to the body of the young woman was there for people to view and make last wishes before the burial. she was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. i left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life was changed forever. the love that this little boy gad for his mother and his sister is sitll, to this day, is hard to imagine. and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken away for him. ..is this a nice heart warming story?