title: The Christmas Box Collection: The Christmas Box, Timepiece, and The Letter
author:  Richard Paul Evans 
description: "Whatever the reason, I find that with each passing Christmas the story of the Christmas box is told less and needed more. So I record it now for all future generations to accept or dismiss as seems to them good. As for me, I believe." So begins the sentimental tale of romance and family that Richard Paul Evans went to a copy shop and self-published a few years back. Readers decidedly accepted the saga, spending millions of dollars and clamoring for more, so Evans wrote two more heart-rending episodes, <a href="/exec/obidos/ASIN/0684837986/${0}"><i>Timepiece</i></a> and <a href="/exec/obidos/ASIN/0684834723/${0}"><i>The Letter</i></a>. (The original's megasuccess sparked a TV movie and inspired a parody, <a href="/exec/obidos/ASIN/078711037X/${0}"><i>Revenge of the Christmas Box</i></a>.)
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  the Christmas Box (1993)
  
  
  Evans, Richard Paul
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Richard Paul Evans
  
  
  
  
  
  The Christmas Box
  
  
  ## Book Cover:
  
  
  "Whatever The Reason, I Find That With Each Passing Christmas the story of the
  Christmas Box is told less and needed more. So I record it now for all future
  generations to accept or dismiss as seems them good. As for me, I believe. And
  it is, after all, my story."
  
  
  So begins The Christmas Box, the touching story of a widow and th e y oung
  family who moves in with her. Together they discover the first gift of
  Christmas and learn what Christmas is really all about. The Christmas Box is a
  Christmas story unlike any other.
  
  
  Merry Christmas
  
  
  
  
  
  Chapter I THE WIDOW'S MANSION
  
  
  It may be that I am growing old in this world and have used up more than my
  share of allotted words and eager audiences. Or maybe I am just growing weary
  of a skeptical age that pokes and prods at my story much the same as a middle-