It was the night before Thanksgiving and Bobby the Butcher had just boxed up the last order. He was getting ready to lock up the shop so he could deliver that last order and then go home.
Bobby the Butcher had a very successful Thanksgiving season. He worked so hard and he had to do all the work himself because his mother was ill and his Aunt Jessica has not talked to him since he spoke to her about her old friend, Desmond. He was so busy that he hadn’t even thought about what he was going to do for Thanksgiving.
Bobby arrived home. He went to the fridge and pulled out a bucket of cold fried chicken and he went and sat down to eat it. He soon fell asleep in his reclining chair.
He woke up early the next morning. He was surprised when he heard the doorbell ring.
“Oh my!” exclaimed Bobby, when he saw several of the townspeople at his door. “What is going on?”
“Bobby,” said the mayor of the town, Mr. Burns, who was one of his best customers. “We know that your mother is ill and we had a feeling that you have no plans for Thanksgiving, so we thought we would bring you a Thanksgiving dinner.”
“Bobby noticed that standing behind Mr. Burns were several of his best customers, all carrying bowls or plates of food.
“While I appreciate this very much,” said Bobby, overwhelmed by their kindness and generosity. “I just don’t know why you are doing this.”
“Well,” said Mrs. Harvey, who was right behind Mr. Burns. “All of us here have noticed that you worked very hard in preparing our turkeys and hams for Thanksgiving. We also know that your mother is very ill. We just didn’t think it was fair that you did all that work for us and not have your own Thanksgiving dinner.”
“I am speechless,” said Bobby. “You don’t know how much I appreciate this.”
“We are happy to help out,” said Mr. Burns. “We may not always tell you how much we appreciate what you do for us.”
“I just provide a service to you,” said Bobby. “I don’t do anything out of the ordinary.”
“What are you talking about?” asked Mrs. Harvey. “You have always gone above and beyond with any of my orders. You have always delivered them on time and many times not even charging me for delivery.”
“Don’t forget all the free packages of meat that you have given us or the deep discounts,” said Mr. Burns.
Bobby never really thought that any of the little extra things that he did were worthy of any appreciation. He was very grateful that the townspeople even noticed the little things he did for them.
“I don’t know what to say,” said Bobby. “What you have just done for me makes all my hard work worth it. Thank you everyone. Your generosity will not be forgotten.”