A Merry Little Christmas
Unto Us A Child...\Christmas, Don't Be Late
Springfield, Missouri
The gentleman stepped into Dr. Lara Crane's office, folded his hands politely and made an announcement. "I have had a smashing time."
Lara's heart stumbled as she rose from her chair to greet the African student. "Tell me what happened, Peter."
"The situation began when I drove my car around the corner of the university library. At the moment of turning, I observed another automobile. Both were traveling very slowly, because the law allows driving at only ten miles per hour on the campus. Just then, I noticed that the other automobile was in the same lane as mine. This was when I heard the unpleasant sound of the two cars bumping together. The police arrived quickly and then an ambulance, and everyone is well."
"I'm so glad you weren't hurt, Peter."
His mouth broadened into a wide smile that brightened the glow of his smooth chocolate skin. "God is good. The bonnet of my car was pushed in, but yet, it drives quite well."
Letting out the breath she had been holding, Lara assumed a stern expression—one she was forced to wear far too of ... read full excerpt from: A Merry Little Christmas ebook
