It was Christmas Day! I was all alone! Had it all been a dream? Could it have really been a dream? Was my Christmas Angel ever really there?I dismisse... it as a strange dream and got ready for work. As I left my driveway on my way to work a woman stopped me. She was the spitting image of my Christmas Angel from my dream the night before.She said, “Hello! My name is Christmas Angel can you please help me. My car won’t start.”I looked at her in disbelief then I replied, “Christmas Angel?”She. She went to the nearer hospital and a Doctor made her all tests, but nothing helped and her pain increased more after two days.Her girlfriend Helena recommended a good Doctor, who had met her.That same day I went with Ana to see that Doctor. Our appointment was the last one, by eight in the evening, as we booked in too late. When our turn came I asked the Doctor if I could come in, to be close to my wife.After taking all the details, the Doctor started asking normal questions about the pain Ana. I've never seen you talk to anyone." I guess I'm just shy." I grinned."So are you a cop?" Susan laughed at me."No." I shook my head. "I'm in the Air Force." I leaned close and said it kind of quietly. "This place is kind of off limits, so..." I shrugged. "I don't usually stay too long." Oh. I see." She nodded. "My brother is in the navy, he hates it." Yeah, me too sometimes." I answered. "Hey, I know this is really fast, but uh, do you think you'd like to go to dinner with me sometime?" I'd. “Yes, I know, but what’s getting into you, Carla?”“Nothing is getting into me. Can we change the subject?”A hush came over the table with her grandparents staring at her, then at me, suddenly catching me in the middle of a collision of values..Her grandfather took a deep breath. “You seem different. I was surprised when you asked for a beer.”“Did she do that?” her grandmother asked, raising her eyebrows. “George, did you give her a beer?”“Yes, he gave me a beer. I drink beer and I do other.