PeaceWrites: The Miracle of Joie

Betsy Love has loved to write from the moment she could hold a pen and has been creating stories ever since she was in elementary school. Her high school creative writing teacher told her that one day she would be published.

When not sitting at her computer pouring her heart and soul into her novels, she loves going to her mountain property for inspiration and to escape the desert heat. She loves spending time with her family. At last count she has 20 grandchildren, has given up on gardening. If she had a horse, she might give up writing.

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Joie, an over-confident rookie elf, is on her first assignment.

It’s one week before Christmas, and she must find a mother for eight-year-old Emily. Not an easy task, since Emily’s grieving father, Matt, is not ready for marriage. He’s still bitter about the accident that killed his wife and handicapped his daughter.

When events turn Joie into a human, she loses her magic and must use her ingenuity to heal the broken family. How could falling love be the answer?

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Snippet:

“Do you think perhaps your wife wants to tell you that you’re doing a good job taking care of your daughter, by setting those babies in the middle of the road for you? It might just be a message from the other side.”

Surprised, Matt jerked the wheel of his car, swerved off the road and headed down an embankment before he slammed on his breaks, bringing his vehicle to a stop. His heart pounded.

The bundle on the back seat landed with a thunk on the floor. Six little howlers set up a commotion.

Matt turned and searched the back seat. “Who said that?”

Suddenly, lights flashed behind him. A highway patrol car pulled off the road slightly up the embankment from him. The flashlight bounced in the rearview mirror as the officer descended the hill.

Rolling down the window, the cold night air prickled his bared arms in spite of the warmth inside the truck.

“Is everything all right?” The officer shined his light inside. The beam rested on the bottle of MARTINELLI’s, the cap had come off, and the inside of the car reeked of apple cider.

“I’m…I’m fine.” Matt stumbled over his words. His heart had sped up with the appearance of the patrolman.

“Step out of your vehicle.” The officer backed up to allow Matt to open his door.

Matt left the warmth and stepped into the frigid night. “I haven’t been drinking. That’s a non-alcoholic beverage.” Matt pointed back inside the truck where the bottle rested.

“I’d still like to run a sobriety test.” His name badge read Goodman.