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The Miracle Worker(Watty Awards 2011)

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Hey guys! Okay, so. This is a story I have been working on for quite some time. I have decided to upload the prologue for now. I will not be uploading any more to this story until I am done fully with this story. I am ALMOST there to the finish of this story. So, I will upload the first chapter in about 2 weeks. For now, could you let me know if this sounds like a good idea? If you like it? What are your ideas and is it good enough to continue?



"How precious it is, Lord, to realize that you are thinking about me constantly! I can't even count how many times a day your thoughts turn towards me. And when I waken in the morning, you are still thinking of me!" (Psalms 139:17-18, The Living Bible).





“You’re Expecting!”

Madeline smiled thinking of the words that had cheerfully spewed out of her Doctor’s mouth nearly three weeks before.



When, actually, three years ago, when her and Ethan had first married and tried to conceive, that same Doctor had told her the unbelievable news of how she would only have a certain percentage of ever conceiving on her own, without treatment.



But, there she was. Pregnant. With only the help of God Himself.



It truly amazed her how God worked. She knew that every baby and ever birth was a true miracle. But, this was her miracle.



She sighed as she walked blissfully down the hallway with a wicker bamboo laundry basket in her hands, which held a fresh load of dry towels.



She sighed as she reached her and her husband’s bedroom and dumped the towels on the small sofa in one corner of the room.



She sat the basket down on the ground on the right side of her and placed her hands on either side of her hips, studying the pile of colorful towels.



Her attention was struck on 2 specific towels that sat side by side. One was a darkish pink and the other, a medium blue.



It made her wonder if she and her husband, Ethan, we’re expecting a boy or a girl. She just threw her hands up in the air and let them fall back down to her denim covered thighs.



“Who care’s! It’s a baby!” She said in excitement as she began folding the load of towels.



Once she was done, she placed them back into the basket and turned towards the bathroom.



When Madeline reached her destination she opened the closet door.



Placing the towels in one by one, she felt two strong arms slowly wrap around her midsection and a huge presence soon stood behind her as if a big, polar bear had wrapped her in it’s arms.



“Hey.” The gentle richness of his deep, yet gentle voice echoed in her ears and made her blush like a teenager.  


Must be effects of pregnancy, she convinced herself.


“How are you two doing today?” He asked her with his palms flat on her lower abdomen.


She broke loose of his hold and turned around to face him. She slipped her arms around his neck and let her hands meet behind it.


“We’re doing just fine. What are you doing home so early?” She asked, confused, and placed her hands on her hips.


He scooted her out of his way and guided her to the doorway of the bathroom as he finished her job of putting up the towels.


“What? Can’t a husband just come home from work to check on his pregnant wife?”


He placed one hand on his chest, where his heart would be on the inside, and made a sarcastic face.


“That hurt’s Maddie.” He said shaking his head, which made her smile.


He walked through the bathroom, opened the door to the clothes room, sat the basket inside, and quickly shut the door.


When he reached Madeline once again, he snatched her hand up in his big hands, which Madeline called paws, and led her to their spacious living area.

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Katee Sackhoffas Madeline
Josh Duhamelas Ethan
Dan Aykroydas Madeline's Father
Kyra Sedgwickas Madeline's Mother
Chase Ellisonas Travis Burmingham

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