Beyond Tuesday Morning (43 page)

Her eyes danced. “I had an idea. But I wanted to be sure before I told you. The 49ers' front office set it up. I guess the team wants to do whatever it can for the city. With all the talk about building a new stadium thirty miles south in Santa Clara.”

“Yeah.” Cory didn't like thinking about a new stadium. The 49 years had played at the same place since 1971. They were the best pros ports franchise in the state. Anyone knew that. Plus, Megan said if the mayor convinced the 49 years to stay in the city they were going to build a bunch of new houses and stuff. Cory and Megan would have to move for sure. He blinked and tried to forget about the whole stadium thing. “Besides, Derrick's doing the pizza party for a different reason.”

“Oh, really” Megan gave him a half smile.

“Yeah, because he likes foster kids. And that's all”

Megan titled her head, and her eyes said she was done teasing. “I think you're right.”

“So”—he felt his heart dance around inside him—“We're going?”

A laugh came from Megan. “Definitely.”

He grinned and held out his hand, official-like.“ Okay, then. It's a date.”

“Date.” She shook his fingers, and then she laughed and went back to wiping the counter.

Cory picked up the paper again and stacked it on the sofa. Friday was only four days away. Which meant it wasn't too soon to do what he'd done a hundred times before. He ran to his room, pulled a box out from beneath the bunk bed, and grabbed a piece of paper and pencil. He took out a dictionary to use for his table, and he started to write.

Every other time he'd done this he never actually give the letter away. Because when his mom was alive, she told him he couldn't just send it off without knowing where it would go, or if it would even be opened. So usually, he wrote the letter and threw it away. Or tucked it into his box, or his backpack. In case he every ran into the guy at the park or something.

But this … this was the most exciting thing to every happen, because Derrick Anderson could deliver his letter, Cory was sure. And maybe these were the good plans from God his mother had always told him about.

Cory thought fro a long time. He would write the best letter yet, stick it in the nicest envelope, and write across the front. So Derrick would know who to give it to. And Derrick would do it, because he loved foster kids. The Chronicle said so. And the letter was for one of Derrick's teammates, one of the most famous foot ball players in the country. A man Cory prayed every night he might someday meet.

The man was quarter back Aaron Hill, but Cory didn't want to meet him because he was the city's favorite football player. He wanted to meet him for a different reason.

Because Aaron Hill was his dad.

One Tuesday Morning

Karen Kingsbury

I'm a firefighter, God, so I know I've been in some tough places before. But this…this not knowing the people I love…this is the hardest thing I can imagine.

The last thing Jake Bryan knew was the roar of the World Trade Center collapsing on top of him and his fellow firefighters. The man in the hospital bed remembers nothing. Not rushing with his teammates up the stairway of the south tower to help trapped victims. Not being blasted from the building. And not the woman sitting by his bedside who says she is his wife.

Jamie Bryan will do anything to help her beloved husband regain his memory, and with it their storybook family life with their small daughter, Sierra. But that means helping Jake rediscover the one thing Jamie has never shared with him: his deep faith in God.

Jake's fondest prayer for his wife is about to have an impact beyond anything he could possibly have conceived.
One Tuesday Morning
is a love story like none you have ever read: tender, poignant, commemorating the tragedy and heroism of September 11 and portraying the far-reaching power of God's faithfulness and a good man's love.

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A Riveting Story of Secret Sin and the Healing Power of Forgiveness

Oceans Apart

Karen Kingsbury

Airline pilot Connor Evans and his wife, Michele, seem to be the perfect couple living what looks like a perfect life. Then a plane goes down in the Pacific Ocean. One of the casualties is Kiahna Siefert, a flight attendant Connor knew well. Too well. Kiahna's will is very clear: before her seven-year-old son, Max, can be turned over to the state, his father must be contacted; the father he' never met, the father who doesn't know he exists: Connor Evans.

Now will the presence of one lonely child and the truth he represents destroy Connor's family? Or is it possible that healing and hope might come in the shape of a seven-year-old boy?

Softcover: 978-0-310-24749-4

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