Retreat by Jack Coey

Retreat by Jack Coey

She ran away from home, and Pastor Bruce was dismayed after talking with her mother. Her mother said she’d been sullen for the last month or so, and even the school nurse called once.
GIFT OF THE MAGI

The Gift of the Magi by O. Henry

The Gift of the Magi by O.Henry One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one’s cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony
 Helping Me Up by Bruce Ransom

 Helping Me Up by Bruce Ransom

“Are you going to be my new daddy?” she asked directly.“I don’t know,” he said, looking down at the flowery dress squirming beside him on the edge of the living room couch.  “I like your mom, but to get married you have to really, really like each other.”