Heather Gray

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Wordy Wednesday

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Welcome to Wordy Wednesday!  Share an excerpt fewer than 500 words from your family friendly book in the comments below.  Be sure to include the title and one buy link.  Then go spread the word about this post so even more people will find it.

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An Informal Christmas - Click to Buy

“You look hideous.” Rylie clapped a hand over her mouth. She understood the difference between thinking something and speaking it. Didn’t she? “Uh, I mean…”

He shook his head, the barest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I’ve had better weeks. Suzie...” He hooked a thumb toward the front of the office but seemed too worn to work up much enthusiasm for the effort. “She told me to stick around and talk to you.”

Rylie sat at her desk and considered the man. His eyes were a washed-out brown today instead of the intense shade she’d seen before. It was as if they, too, were tired – too tired to hold their color. The lines around his eyes, almost imperceptible the last time she’d seen him, were now grooves carved into his skin. His forehead bore creases that his now-shaggy blond hair attempted to conceal.

Lord, give me the words.

“So, uh, what did you bring us?”

He grimaced. “I was supposed to ask what you needed, but I ended up with a bunch of books, so I brought those. Most kids are heading back to school, but some of the ones here won’t get to. I thought they might enjoy having something to read.”

She nodded. “Okay. What kinds of books?”

He shrugged, his gaze darting away from her as he did. “All ages. From toddler up to young adult, stuff for boys and for girls. I included coloring books, too. I assume not all the parents can sit here and read. They have jobs just like the rest of us, or other kids at home.”

Rylie offered a smile. “It’s a lovely gift.”

“But not what you need.”

Some nervous habits were hard to extinguish. Rylie’s hand snaked up and tugged at the hair draped across the nape of her neck. “Child Life works in the entire hospital. My assigned area is Pediatric Oncology, so the things I think are important might not apply in other parts of the hospital. For example, my kids are always in need of goofy hats. Hair bows are in demand, too. Our girls with hair wear them, and the ones who are losing their hair sometimes wrap their head in a scarf and put a bow on that. Younger boys like pajamas with super heroes on them. Teens prefer video games. Most of the rooms are equipped with game consoles.”

Her words petered to a stop as she realized she was answering a question he hadn’t asked.

Zach nodded and rubbed a hand across his face. “Look, I’m sorry I didn’t check in. Some things came up, and here I am.” His words might have cut had he not appeared so tired. As it was, they came across as sharp as the preschoolers’ rounded safety scissors. “Talk to me about next month. What will you guys need in September? Tell me now so I can plan ahead.”

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