An Aussie Christmas Angel (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
What do I wear? Where’s he taking me? What if his coach crashes on the way back to the city, and we never have this time together? Lord, I put this whole thing into Your hands. Though I guess I have to pick my own outfit, don’t I? She looked at the closet and sighed. Did she go formal or casual or a mixture of the two? That would depend entirely on where he was taking her, and she had no idea where that was going to be. The front door opened and closed, and she heard John in the hallway talking to Pip. He was back. Her heart sang. Good. Now all she had to worry about was what she would wear. A dress? No. She didn’t have one she considered suitable for a date. Finally, she opted for black pants and a fitted beige shirt that Pip always declared showed off her figure wonderfully. She frowned at her reflection. She was the typical pear shape and hated it. If only she were model sized then perhaps… She mentally shook a finger at herself. Enough. If God wanted her to have a size-six figure, He’d have given her one.
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