Walter abandoned Thanksgiving after his wife, Rose, passed away, letting the holiday fade into silence. He trudged through the supermarket, burdened by memories of the warmth Thanksgiving once brought. When a familiar face, David, suggested hosting again, Walter dismissed it, saying, *“Because now I’m the one who’s alone.”*
Rose had made their home a haven for anyone alone during Thanksgiving, insisting, *“Everyone deserves a place at the table.”* Her absence left Walter unable to continue the tradition, choosing solitude over celebration.
One evening, Walter returned home to find Lily, a tearful, pregnant young woman, on his porch. She revealed she had been one of Rose’s students, seeking help after being kicked out by her family. Reluctantly, Walter let her in. Over time, her presence softened his grief, filling the silence with life.
Lily shared that Rose once made her feel like she belonged, confessing her plans to name her unborn daughter after Rose. Touched, Walter felt the first spark of warmth since his loss.
On Thanksgiving morning, Walter prepared dinner, inspired to honor Rose’s spirit. Returning home, he found his house filled with familiar faces, orchestrated by Lily. She reminded him, *“No one should be alone on the holidays.”*
That day, Walter revived the tradition, ensuring no one in their town ever spent Thanksgiving alone again.
