The Christmas Waltz

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By Samuel J. Gangi

Chapter one

Lying in her bed gravely ill and barely able to move Jacks grandmother dreamed of better days. Just barely eight years old Jack spent countless hours lying there with her, running his fingers through her hair eyes closed imagining all the wonderful things they would do together if she could only walk again. He had never know her to walk. She had become bedridden years before he was born, crippled by rheumatoid arthritis. TO BE CONTINUED...