A Red Sweater
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She went to the room where her big sisters use to share with her and sat down on the bed. She saw herself in the piece of mirror that hung on one of the walls.
She knew the red sweater was not new even if he said it was. She had seen it before, once on her oldest sister, Faith, and then on the middle sister, Katy.
When Faith first wore it into the room and was proudly showing her sisters what her daddy had given her, they were all excited. Not many presents showed up in that house hold, so this was something really special.
The girls were all admiring the beautiful red sweater. Faith was dancing around the room pretending to be a ballerina. They all began to laugh and collapsed on the bed.
Katy and Annie were begging Faith to let them try it on, but there was no way she was going to part with this special present from her daddy.
The girls stopped the pleading when the door opened and their dad came in. “We have to go now Faith,” he said. “Where are we going Daddy?” She asked. “It’s a surprise,” he said as they walked out the door.
A few hours later their Daddy returned, but Faith was not with him. They asked him where she was and he told them, “Oh she had some things to do. She’ll be home later.
When the two girls awoke the next morning, Faith was not in the bed. Their Mother was cooking breakfast when they went downstairs. They could tell she had been crying. They were puzzled, but dared not ask questions. Their Dad was eating his biscuits and eggs and gave the girls just one look that made it clear that they were not to ask any questions today.
A sob escaped their Mother’s lips as she picked up a brand new red sweater from one of the kitchen chairs and walked out of the room. The girls saw her folding the sweater as she left.
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About the Book
The mean streets of the city do not compare to the dangers Toby and Annie both faced while living in their own homes. They discover a bond of trust that helps them survive the docks, the streets, and a common enemy who has haunted them both nearly all of their lives. In the meantime, Ellen fights to hold her family together as one event after another nearly breaks them apart, and a rich man learns that money can buy anything except the return of his son.
About the Author
Suzie Marcum Cecil is eighty-seven years old and a native of Arizona. Her family started as homesteaders on the Buckeye Desert. They made their living by “making the best whiskey in the west,” or so said the local customers as well as the railroad car imbibers. Prohibition was their friend. They often faced east and bowed to Carrie Nation. Her father was as good a hunter as he was a bootlegger, so when Prohibition was repealed, no one in the Marcum family went hungry during the Great Depression. A fertile imagination developed during the years her father was building roads in Arizona. The nomadic life allowed her to see a world unavailable to most. Some sand still remains in her shoes and is especially evident when she spends time in the mountains, but she is called back to the desert time after time.