A year to the day since George Bailey had his eye opening experience with Clearance, he was celebrating Christmas Eve with his wife and children. Their children were sleeping under the Christmas tree, having been up early and opened up all their presents early. George and Mary were sitting on the couch and enjoying the peace and quiet. "George, I hope that you had a wonderful Christmas," Mary said, looking at her husband with a loving smile.
"It was. All I need is you and the children, love," he answered, kissing his wife with a coy smile.
"There is one more Christmas present that you have yet to receive," she told him.
"Oh? Where is it?" Mary placed her hand over his and placed it over her belly. It took him a second to realize what she was doing. When he did, he gasped audibly. "Mary? Truly?" She smiled and nodded her head. He kissed her lovingly and longingly. He could not believe it. "How far along are you?" he asked her excitedly.
"About three months," she answered.
"Mary, this is the best Christmas I could ever ask for. I cannot wait to see our child when he or she is born."
