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Hometown Miracles

Hometown Miracles
Leanne Wilson glanced behind her at the sleeping urchin wrapped around a teddy bear, her pale hair sticking up every which way. She wiped at a tear trailing down her face and returned her attention to the road.
Passing the road sign, Leanne breathed a sigh of relief. Only twenty miles until she was home. Trembling fingers twisted the dial of the radio up a notch, the sound of a cheery Christmas tune filling the car.
Just what I don’t want.” Leanne shook her head. Any hint of holiday cheer had faded the moment she’d gotten the call. Her heart stuttered with the stirring of a memory she’d tried desperately to push to the back of her mind.

Hello, Leanne. This is Jeanette from Doctor Heklen’s office.”
Her heart in her throat, Leanne pulled out a chair from the table and sank into it. “Hi, Jeanette. Did you get the results?” The acrid taste of fear in her mouth soured the coffee she’d taken a sip of. As she said a silent prayer, the faint sound of laughter from the living room grated across already exposed nerves.
Doctor Heklen would like you to come into the office to discuss it. We have an opening this afternoon at one.”
Leanne glanced at the clock above the stove and swallowed against the knot in her throat. “I’ll be there. They found something, didn’t they?”
We both know they did. So is it malignant or benign?”
It’s cancer. The doctor can tell you more, along with what treatments are available. I’ve got you booked for one.”
Her head spinning, Leanne felt the room spin as the phone slipped from her fingers. The clatter of the phone pulsed through her head as she sat frozen in the chair.

Join the next Beachwalk Babes as they spin delightful tales for your enjoyment.
Elise Whyles - Merry Christmas, Mrs. Todd

Aimee Duffy Believe in Me -


Tamaria Soana said…
Nice start...I have a feeling this one will make me cry!
Lacey Wolfe said…
Great start. Looking forward to next week.
Pepper said…
Yikes! I'm hooked.
star DF said…
Sounds great!! Can't wait for more...

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