Alone? Impossible!

A woman—suddenly homeless, jobless, and separated from her family—in a roadside phone booth on Christmas Day. She needs employment and a place to stay.

Sad, you say? Yes. Yet each year millions of lonely people all over the world spend holidays in misery. A far cry from the festive feast with family and friends traditionally associated with December 25 and other special times. There must be something we can do to help these people. And there is.

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