As promised, I will send you a small portion of my novel.  I believe I have already sent you the book jacket information.  I will copy and past so as not to attach everything all at once.

Bong.....bong......bong......  oh no.  Janet had let  time slip by.  Margaret would be waking from her nap soon. "Did I nap too?" she asked aloud as if anyone were there to hear her.  Well, Irene heard her.  She never answered her in human words though.  She reached down from her recliner rocker to find the furry  Labrador Retriever curled up beside her in the doughnut shape she always slept in.
"Oh well," sighed Janet.  "I guess we all napped this afternoon. Better get Margret up.  She'll be a cranky baby in Bible Study if I let her sleep."or

Janet removed her headphones.  She had been reading this afternoon.  The Bible Study lesson she knew would be good. She was studying a book they were reading for tonight.  Mark, her pastor husband was teaching a series on depression.  Janet knew a little  about  depression.  She had dealt with it a little especially before Mark came along.  He had made things so special for Janet.  She had met Mark just after finding that she had gotten pregnant with Margret.  Her former husband had left for work one morning and 3 hours later she had received a knock on the door.  It had been Chief Clark.  She knew him from church.  He had informed her that Jerry had been in an accident going to work that morning.  A week later she  found out about Margret.  Oh what could she do?  It had been a long day.  She had called her friend Nicole to ask her to come with her in the police car to fill out papers because Nicole was sighted and could be trusted not to tell everyone just yet.  Janet had gone very sure of what she had to do. SHE HAD BEEN NUMB FOR A LONG TIME AFTER THAT DAY ALMOST 3 YEARS AGO NOW.  MARGRET WOULD BE 3 IN A few months.  The time had flown by', but there had not been a day that had gone by that she did not miss Jerry.
Mark had come to pastor their church soon after Jerry's death.  Jerry had made a fine pastor, but Janet had not expected to meet Mark 2 months later and have God give her such a peace about him.
They had waited and married a year later and Janet had no regrets.  Mark was a fine husband.  Each day he brought something for his 3 girls and Margret loved him as if he were Jerry.

She rose and stepped gingerly around Irene who was no longer sleeping but sitting in waiting for some command from her blind mistress.

"It's all right girl.  Just getting the little one up now".

She began moving to the door of Margret's nursery when she heard the familiar cry.

"Coming," said Janet.  "You're all right".

As usual, her pride and joy was standing up in the bed.  She had just gotten her new baby/big girl bed and standing in it was her favorite past time.  Well, why not?  She had stood in her crib since she could stand.

"are you awake now and want to eat?" asked Janet to the child.

"Lunch," was the response.
Of course lunch was long over for her, but at 3 how did she know?

"okay, lunch".

Though Margret could walk, Janet carried her anyway to her highchair and buckled her in there.  She used the chair still because when Mark wasn't home it was easier to keep track of crumbs and things.

"want cookies," demanded Margret.

"please may I have cookies?" corrected Janet.

"May I Pease cookies?" asked Margret.

"Yes, I think you can."

Janet gave 2 cookies and a sipper cupful of milk to Margret and began dinner preparations.

       ****
"Hey, there," called  Mark's familiar voice.

Margret had heard the car and then the garage door.
She had been playing in her play pin as Janet finished the salad that would accompany the chicken, mashed potatoes,  mixed vegetables and muffins for dinner.
Margret now began to bang the toy she had been holding and said, "Daddy, out."  

Of course she knew Mark would get her out, he always did.
Irene ran to him and sniffed at his briefcase.
"Irene, you're as bad as a three-year-old."  

The female Golden Retriever  wagged her tail and shook vigorously.

"Hey there yourself.," Janet said as she turned in her husband's direction. "How was your Wednesday?"
"Oh, I did all right.  Lucy Carmons came in for counseling again.  I just don't know why George doesn't come with her.  They've been married so long, and now, this."

Janet couldn't see the expression on Mark's face, but she had learned in the three years they had been married that he might have looked distraught.

"Thirty years," sighed Janet. "Imagine how it must feel for her to have found out about George's new lifestyle.  I thought he was a fine deacon, but now''''"

Janet cut off thinking about Lucy and George.  She had known them a long time.  She remembered Jerry had counseled them a little, George had begun to treat Lucy with anything but kindness and respect.  Lucy was Janet's friend, almost as good as Nicole Simmons.

"Well," said Mark.  I've got to get back early."

"You're dinner's ready anytime."

Mark came to Janet and kissed her lovingly.  "You're a wonderful wife," he said.  I couldn't imagine how I became so blessed to have found you."

"You didn't find me," smiled Janet.  "God had that all arranged when you came to Redeeming Souls church.

"Do you want me to go with you early or should Nicole pick us up?"

"It's up to you, but you know I don't mind if you come now."

"I have Margret all ready.  I got her things ready this afternoon between our naps."

"Janet."

"Yes."

"I have noticed you being tired more and more.  What's up?"


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