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conversations.value: a description for a book titled The Christmas Promise about Christmas, Sky, ISBN with the genre: Children's Books, Holidays & Celebrations
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conversations.value: Sky, $15.95 (40p) ISBN 0-590-98451-9Like The Shine Man, the author's (No Man's Land) poignant story is also set during the Depression. "Do hoboes have Christmas?" a girl asks her down-and-out father, after weeks spent hopping freight trains. "They figure out a way," he tells her. The girl is taken in by a kindly woman while her father continues on his search for work, and the two reunite just in time for Christmas. Christiana's gloriously haunting, dreamy artwork captures all the pathos of this affecting tale. Ages 4-up. </P><P>Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc.</P>
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conversations.value: </P>.95 (40p) ISBN 0-590-98451-9Like The Shine Man, the author's (No Man's Land) poignant story is also set during the Depression. "Do hoboes have Christmas?" a girl asks her down-and-out father, after weeks spent hopping freight trains. "They figure out a way," he tells her. The girl is taken in by a kindly woman while her father continues on his search for work, and the two reunite just in time for Christmas. Christiana's gloriously haunting, dreamy artwork captures all the pathos of this affecting tale. Ages 4-up. </P><P>Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information, Inc.Sky, $15.
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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Children's, Editor, Book with the genre: Christian Books & Bibles, Christian Living?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Christmas Promise'
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conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for this book. End with the sentence ' My children and husband and I would decorate it, and by the time we were finished it was always icicle heavy and bulb poor, but we took pictures as if the tree were standing on the White House lawn.'.
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conversations.value: The Christmas Promise
  Thomas Nelson, Inc. titles may be purchased in bulk for educational, business, fund-raising, or sales promotional use. For information, please e-mail SpecialMarkets@ThomasNelson.com.
  I always tell promising young writers that it's important to surround yourself with a great team. I have a brilliant group around me. They include my agents, Jennifer Gates and Esmond Harmsworth, my editor, Jennifer Enderlin, and many people at St. Martin's Press, including Matt Baldacci, John Karle, Carrie Hamilton-Jones, Lisa Senz, Matthew Shear, Nancy Trypuc, Mike Storrings for the beautiful cover, the entire sales staff who pound the pavement, and Sally Richardson for leading the way.
  Nate Larkin, Rusty Owens, Mike O'Neill, and his son Michael O'Neill, who provided invaluable insight.
  The Orchard Church in Franklin. Special thanks to Chris Carter for reading an early version of the manuscript and giving me feedback.
  When I was a young mother I loved to see the Christmas season begin. The day after Thanksgiving I'd put in my favorite cassette of songs with Bing Crosby, Rosemary Clooney, and Burl Ives, and the sounds of Christmas would fill our home as I hauled down the wooden Nativity set from the attic along with a battered fake tree. My children and husband and I would decorate it, and by the time we were finished it was always icicle heavy and bulb poor, but we took pictures as if the tree were standing on the White House lawn.
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conversations.value: Miriam slammed the door to her room and I sighed. There was just no way to bridge the gap between us.
  Chaz packed an extra sandwich and showed up for work at nine, just as Ray was leaving. "Has anybody heard anything about Mike?" he asked.
  Chaz hung up his coat and closed the locker. Ray needed to get out before Donovan came racing through the door. "I'm eating with some relatives that day."
  Ray threw a backpack over his shoulder. "Just making sure. Didn't want you to spend Christmas alone." He clapped Chaz on the back and left.
  Chaz watched the monitors and saw the janitorial team working in Menswear, Juniors', and the housewares department. The two outside monitors showed Carla getting out of her car at the loading dock entrance. Chaz spread out the sandwich and chips for Donovan. After several minutes Chaz walked up the stairs to the main floor, looking for him. Carla was pushing her cart outside the ladies' restroom and he caught her before she went inside. She was wearing small headphones on her ears and didn't see him. He touched her arm and she flinched. She looked terrible. "Hey!" he said. "Where's Donovan?"
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conversations.value: Art Lender sneaks in beside me and gives me a hug. "Thank you for everything, Miss Glory." He looks at Miriam and tips his ball cap. "Thank you, Miss Mary," he says, walking past us.
  I pick Gabe up and press his little face close to mine. "There's your daddy," I say, pointing to Matthew. "There's your daddy." Gabe looks nothing like Matthew, but neither he nor Matt seems to know that. Matt waves at the baby and Gabe kicks his chubby legs and claps his hands together. I smile and kiss his face.
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conversations.value: Art Lender sneaks in beside me and gives me a hug. "Thank you for everything, Miss Glory." He looks at Miriam and tips his ball cap. "Thank you, Miss Mary," he says, walking past us.
  I pick Gabe up and press his little face close to mine. "There's your daddy," I say, pointing to Matthew. "There's your daddy." Gabe looks nothing like Matthew, but neither he nor Matt seems to know that. Matt waves at the baby and Gabe kicks his chubby legs and claps his hands together.