By Carolyn Hart
Being useless cannot placed a damper on lively, holiday-loving Bailey Ruth Raeburn. Christmas is a time for kin and giving, and a prosperous girl in Adelaide, Oklahoma, is ready to embody either. researching that she has a tender grandson, the dowager makes a decision to alter her will to go away the majority of her fortune to the younger boy—an alteration that stuns the remainder of her relations. yet a scrooge of a decided inheritor makes definite she by no means symptoms the hot record. while she is located lifeless, it really is as much as that irrepressible spirit Bailey Ruth—on project from Wiggins and Heaven's division of excellent Intentions—to guard a bit boy, foil a assassin, and store Christmas. there is just one teeny hitch: how can Bailey Ruth work out which loved one used to be determined sufficient to kill whilst every person has a cause?
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If I were adroit…I glanced around the room. Every eye was on Peg. Though it lacked manners, I decided to forgo a plate. I could easily carry several chunks of cheese and some strawberries and crackers in my hand. I moved fast and no one noticed the tidbits in the air. I dropped far enough behind the sofa that I could eat without notice but still see everyone. Peg stood stiffly by the opened doors. ” Her voice was brisk but her face looked strained. The calico cat walked purposefully toward the fireplace and settled on a green silk cushion and began to groom.
Since a well-run station was his sense of Heaven, here he was, in charge again, sending out emissaries to help those in trouble. On earth I’d often felt I was the beneficiary of celestial grace. Giving back is one of earth’s—and Heaven’s—greatest pleasures. This wasn’t my first visit to the department. I’d been eager to return to earth to help someone in a tough spot, and truly I’d done the best I could on a previous mission. All emissaries are issued a parchment roll inscribed with the Precepts for Heavenly Visitation.
I’m forthright. Quick to act. Some might say hasty. All right. All right. I spoke aloud in admission. I wanted to go around that corner. All right, around that corner I would go. All Wiggins could say was no. My heart would be broken. Before I could change my mind, I strode around the cottony column touched by streaks of pink and gold and there was the adorable old-fashioned country train station, silver tracks stretching into the blue sky. Department of Good Intentions was emblazoned on a golden arch.
Merry, Merry Ghost by Carolyn Hart