Ten Yen True
by Christine St. Claire
and Amanda Armstrong
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BLURB:
When four ten yen coins are mysteriously
received, who knows where the journey will lead and what miracles may occur
along the way.
For
many years, the monk sat beside the Ajiike pond as he did today in the early
morning, breathing in the peaceful settings of the Pure Land gardens........He
was angry at the awful atrocities so recently bestowed upon his people....
Caitlin
was ambitious to the point of ruthlessness.........
JJ
was counting on getting a job at Johns Hopkins......he had to get out of
Ashland KY and his fathers house before he blew his stack......
Little
Tommy....He glanced again at the coin beside his hospital bed and felt suddenly
peaceful.....Like maybe everything would be ok.......
Paul
Somerville....Tommys father, former Hollywood actor, wannabe political
star.......
Four
people....four ten yen coins....
and
a miracle.........?
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Excerpt:
Raising
a hand to stroke his bald head, a tear slipped down Tommy's soft white cheek,
and he turned his face into the pillow to muffle the sobs he knew were coming.
He
felt something cool on the pillow against his cheek, and he raised his head,
reaching his hand--the one without a needle in a vein--to feel for the object
that had caused it. A shiny round coin seemed to glow in the darkness of the
room and he took it in his palm, gazing at it in wonder. Was he still dreaming?
At
that moment, his mummy re-entered the room and smiled to see him awake.
"Hi Sweetie." He smiled back, knowing she'd put on her brightest
smile for him; she always did. Her gaze dropped to the coin in his hand.
"What have you got there?" she asked.
"Money,"
Tommy whispered, noticing the coin was no longer glowing but looked as dull and
brown as an ordinary copper penny.
"Show
me." His mummy held out her hand. Tommy obediently handed her the coin.
"Well,
I've never seen a coin like this before," she said. "Where on earth
did you get it from?"
Tommy
shrugged sleepily. "It was on my pillow."
His
mummy gazed at him questioningly, and patted his hand. "You go back to sleep,
darling." She put the coin on his bedside table. "This must be a good
luck coin," she finally said as she sat on his bed, "and Lord knows
we need all the luck we can get right now."
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Christina St. Clair
Award winning author, former
shop-girl, chemist, and pastor, is currently a spiritual director, Reiki Master
(don't read too much into the title master!), wife, animal lover, and writer.
She says, "Boring life?
Let's not do duty. Let's do awe! Take a look at your own complexity? You might
be amazed. Life leads us into so many interesting and sometimes difficult
crossroads where we get to choose what now, what next? As a student of
mysticism and spirituality in all its incarnations both religious, secular, and
new age, I want to understand what life is about, what is truth? I am still
seeking, but I am offering to those who are interested my insights weaved
throughout my essays and stories. I hope my writings might add to your already
surprising lives."
e-mail: christinastclair55@yahoo.com
Amanda Armstrong
As author of Rose, this is
my second published novel. They say everybody has at least one book in them. I
have thousands, just screaming to get out!
A former banker turned wife
and mother, I've been given the privilege to do just that and I am having so
much fun.
Check out my author page on
Amazon, read my blogs and book excerpts at www.amandaarmstrong1974.co.uk or
tweet me @mandymia.
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