Peaches maggie austin

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Aww thanks Miriam! Aw thank you Madison!! The lizard is so cute!!!! I think it might be a green anole! With the boys away and Mother sick, no one had gone for groceries in weeks, and there was nothing in the cellar but canned tomatoes. Maggie hesitated to remind her mother of this—she knew Mother found the idea of eating more tomatoes even less appetizing than she did herself. Maggie started heading for the cellar, but stopped to kneel and say a quick prayer before going downstairs.

I want to bring her peaches for dinner. Please help me find some. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen. When Maggie stood up, her heart felt lighter. She knew Heavenly Father had heard her prayer. She walked into the cool, dark cellar and lit a candle so she could see. Two identical cases of tomatoes were stacked one on top of the other. The top case was open. Maggie walked around the cellar with her candle, peering in the corners, but there were no peaches to be seen. Other than the tomatoes, the cellar was completely empty.

Maggie lifted up the heavy box of tomatoes and set it on the floor. She took a hammer from the table beside her and pried one board loose from the second case of tomatoes. Out came one can, which Maggie set down on the table. Then she lifted another can out from the bottom layer.

That was the one! The picture label was of bright red tomatoes, but Maggie knew there was something else inside. Maggie rushed to get the can opener from the kitchen, and ran back to the bedroom at top speed. As her mother jabbed the opener into the can, golden peach juice oozed out.

Maggie dipped her finger in and tasted the sweet juice. A few minutes later, Mother sat holding a big dish of beautiful orange peaches on a tray.