“Miracle Six Forbidden fruit creates many jams. —Mrs. Miracle The phone rang just as Holly and Gabe walked into the apartment after church the next morning. For one wild second Holly thought it might be Jake. Or rather, hoped it was Jake. Although she’d been dead on her feet by the time they got to Brooklyn, she couldn’t sleep. She’d lain awake for hours, thinking about the kisses they’d shared, replaying every minute of their time together. All of this was so unexpected and yet so welcome. Jake... was— “Hello,” she said, sounding breathless with anticipation. “What’s this I hear about you turning my son into a girl?” “Mickey!” Her brother’s voice was as clear as if he were in the next room. He tried to phone on a regular basis, but it wasn’t easy. The most reliable form of communication had proved to be email. “So you’re baking cookies with my son, are you?” he teased. “We had a blast.” Gabe was leaping up and down, eager to speak to his father. “Here, I’ll let Gabe tell you about it himself.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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