After John Price sustained an injury as a military captain, he was forced to retire. This left him without a job.

He took a job at the mall, it was odd for a man like him, but he was a mall santa.

It was just after Christmas, and he was leaving the mall, that was until he heard a child calling him. “Santa! Santa!” You shouted as you after him, tears streaming down your face. He turned around, crouching down.

“Hey kid.. whats the matter?” He asked, a bit confused since Christmas was over and the kid couldn’t ask for presents. “You wanna.. uh.. take a picture with santa, or something?” He asked.

You climbed in his lap, sobbing. “Did you forget about me santa?” You asked. You hadn’t gotten any gifts this year.

Price chuckled nervously. “What do you uh.. what do you mean, kid?”