The Christmas Miracle by Stephanie Wood - Book Blitz
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Excerpt
Diane is
reminiscing over several items she has stored carefully for years, which mark
special moments in her teenage relationship with Joe…
Diane took a moment to allow her feelings to settle before she opened the lid on her memory box, but when she did so they flared up again, as she had known they would.
Here was a chocolate bar wrapper
which she had saved after he gave her his last piece to cheer her up when
they’d watched a sad movie.
This was the bus ticket from that
amazing day by the seaside, with the date still just about evident on the
bottom.
Next was a small plastic figurine
which she had won in a Christmas cracker she had pulled with him at a
neighbourhood celebration.
There was the patterned
handkerchief she had used to clean his arm in the stream after he’d been splashed
with bird droppings. It had been washed, of course, but the memory was still
there.
She picked up his school tie and
smiled at the memory of how she’d stolen it from the washing line because it
reminded her of when they had used it to walk a stray cat as though they owned
it, but it had ended up scratching Joe’s legs to bleeding point and they’d had
to set it free.
Underneath she found a birthday
card and that was when things started to become a little more difficult. It was
her sixteenth birthday card from Joe and he had signed it with a kiss. She
remembered how she rubbed that kiss with her fingers, wondering if he would
ever get round to kissing her properly. He had said that she was now grown up
and they could behave more like a couple, but he didn’t want everyone to know
until he had a decent job and could take her out to places on proper dates. He
had promised that her birthday changed everything and they could start to look
to the future and make decisions for themselves. He had wished her a happy
birthday, called her “my love” and kissed her languorously on the cheek. She
had all but melted.
Underneath she found the wooden heart-shaped
keepsake Joe had carved especially for her gift that day. She hadn’t understood
why he’d wanted it to be a secret, but she went along with it and hoped his
kisses would migrate towards her mouth before long.
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