Bill was an army veteran suffering from the strange sense of dislocation being back in America after three tours of war. He somehow thought the Santa job at the mall would show him the warmth and joy he so dearly needed. Instead, he saw selfish children asking for impossibly expensive electronics, adults fighting over items on sale and a sense of bullying over anyone who seemed different. After hours of seeing the worst in people, one young boy sat on his lap and gave Bill a candy bar. “It’s for you Santa.” the kid said and then got up and walked away. Bill took a bite. The taste of chocolate reminded him of his childhood, something he had not felt in quite awhile. Bill then got up off Santa’s throne and walked out of the mall, but before he left, he turned to the boy and thought, yes, there are still good humans in America.