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Price of miracle

Price of miracle
TESS was eight when she heard her parents talking
about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was
that he was very sick and they were poor. Only a very
costly surgery could save him now and it was looking
like there was no-one to loan them the money. She
heard Daddy whisper in desperation, “Only a miracle
can save him now.”

Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar
from the closet. She poured all the change out on the
floor and counted it carefully.She then slipped out the
back door and made her way to Rexall’s Drug Store.

She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her
some attention but he was too busy at this moment.
Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on
the glass counter. “And what do you want?” the
pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. “I’m
talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen
in ages,” he said without waiting for a reply to his question.

 “Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,”
Tess answered back in the same an…