Face of an Angel

By A. Foster

This is a lovely Christmas time story.

It is Christmas Eve and a young man on his way home to an empty life, accidentally hits a woman with his car. She asks him to help out in a soup kitchen, because her ankle was hurt and he agrees. Tom soon finds himself surrounded by people and welcomed by strangers.
By the time work begins again on Monday, Tom has a new outlook on life and a strange feeling it was all meant to be.
The girl he has wanted to ask out for ever ends up in his elevator and new strength leads Tom to have courage. He answers a phone message and a past brother breaks a long silence and proposes a future.
This is a sentimental, inspirational story for all Christmas Magic lovers.

This story teaches us to look outside ourself and love each other.

• Language: English
• Publisher: A. Foster
• Release date: Oct 20, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301905683

A. Foster

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Face of an Angel

Written by A. Foster aka Annette Foster

The snow fell softly covering the streets and cars with a bright white blanket in sharp contrast to the otherwise dull gray city. Tom looked out his tiny office window at the Christmas lights decorating the buildings along the avenue, in a somewhat half hazard design. He glanced up at the huge clock on the wall and noted it was almost quitting time. In a little less then half an hour he would be heading home. Well, that's what one usually calls the place they live. It was more like a large proverbial coffin for Tom to mark time in while waiting for Monday to come back around.