Joy in a Box
By Sally Hanan
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A collection of short stories for adults, full of hope and possibilities
A blind girl has a gift; a father's heart breaks; a young boy in Africa might die; the step-children want her dead husband's money . . . Read these short snippets of fiction and be prepared to gasp, giggle, and groan. Sally Hanan's insight into the human heart brings depth and richness to her inspirational stories, many of them written in a poetic style of prose that flows and gurgles like a country creek.
If you like short stories for women, this is for you. Each story is never longer than 750 words, so take it anywhere and steal a quick read you can finish within minutes. Suitable for teens and up, this collection is an eclectic mix of literary fiction, humor, inspirational true stories, and contemporary fiction. If you're looking for funny Christian books or inspirational Christian books as gifts, it's perfect.
Sally Hanan
Sally Hanan grew up in Ireland and became a nurse, but she left all the big family dinners, rain, and cups of tea when she and her husband won a green card lottery and moved to Texas. Her family now raised, she works as a book editor and occasional lay counselor and life coach. Sally lives near Austin, Texas, in a gorgeous 1930s home with her “hunk of burning love” husband and their spoiled-rotten doggie.She is a 2021 Readers' Favorite gold medal winner for her nonfiction and has won numerous awards for her fiction and poetry in smaller writing competitions.
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Joy in a Box - Sally Hanan
Joy in a Box
Sally Hanan
To Gerry, Becky, and Zack. Without you, my life would not be so full of joy.
Joy in a Box
By Sally Hanan
Copyright 2009, 2014 Sally Hanan
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This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any Web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid.
The Spider and the Fly
is a poem by Mary Howitt (1799–1888), published in 1829. This work is in the public domain worldwide.
Cover design: Allison Metcalfe Photography & Design
Editing team: Inksnatcher and Strong Tower Publishing
ISBN: 978-0-9913350-2-2
Contents
1. Joy in a Box
2. A Gift . . . A Friend . . . A Foe
3. The Gin Stockpile
4. A Fat Lot of Use
5. Out of the Darkness
6. Roses Are Red
7. Blogspot 90210
8. A Distant Presence
9. In the Orange Sherbet Light
10. Will You Walk into My Parlor?
11. The Collection
12. Blind Trust
13. Writers’ Forum: Translation 101
14. I Can Smell Him
15. This Half-Baked Stranger
16. Prosperity
17. That Stalker Thing
18. Scroll and Scribe
19. The Star of Troy
20. Absolutely Fabulous
21. Three Days
22. Note Attached
23. Between Her Teeth
24. Work with Me
25. One Blessing
26. That Carpenter
27. Snappy Yellow Crunchies
28. A Solitary Snowflake
29. Maud-in-Law
30. I Have a Gift
About the Author
1.
Joy in a Box
I stepped inside as he was hanging the last painting. It was, somehow, a comforting place to be, in spite of the white walls and well-hung portraits. In a way, the austerity added to the warmth. I lingered by the first picture. It was of a little boy playing in the sand. His face captured my attention, making my eyes wait for longer than was comfortable. Looking straight at me was joy personified.
I couldn’t move on, and the gallery owner shuffled and wheezed to my side.
That’s Kurt.
He rubbed a tired finger under his round nose. I like to remember them in their best moment. He was shot down in the summer of ’65; died in a lot of pain."
I glared at the floor as I stepped away. I liked to make my own observations.
The next one was a beauty! She sat sideways on a kitchen chair, hand on her growing belly, her smile causing her whole face to come alive. As I leaned in, I could see her smile directed toward a man, probably her husband.
That was the last time she smiled like that. I lost her in childbirth.
I shuddered. Here on the walls was no misery, only happiness. Why did he have to spoil my enjoyment?
I frowned at him, moving fast across the room to another framed capture. This woman had dusty gray hair, with the wrinkles of time tucked into her contented face. There was such depth to her, such a sense of fullness. . . .
That’s Victoria.
I could hear him inhaling, ready for the next sentence, but I turned to face him. I’m sorry, sir, but I came in here to look, not listen, and you’re making it very difficult for me to do that.
His saddened eyes surveyed the floor. Finally, they moved back up to my face.
"Lady? I’m Jack, and this is my family. These here people are all I’ve got left. Each one was in my heart and in my life; now they’re all in Someone else’s arms. I painted these here walls white to help remind me of where they went, but I painted their faces to remind me of who they were.
"See Kurt here? I watched him die. Was holding his hand as he opened those eyes of his for a second, and then I saw him smile his last time. It reminded me of the time we was on the beach as kids, me ’n my brother. I wanted to remember that time, not the time he left me.
"That old lady there? She’s my mom. Great lady that one. Never a cross word in the house with her around. She’d take my daddy aside and say, ‘Now John, them kids gotta stay kids. Time enough to change their ways when ’n if they get old enough to bother other people.’
And this beauty? Well, she’s special. She loved me like no woman has ever loved a man.
He sighed a deep sigh and gently touched the outline of her lips. As he did so, his smile began to return.
Now I understood. I took his warm hand and placed it in my palm. He seemed puzzled, but smiled back anyhow. I wanted to explain to him what he had just done, but I couldn’t put it into words.
I’ll be back; I promise.
A month later, I took the tram back to the little gallery. Under my arm was a scrapbook—nothing much to look at from the outside, but deep within its pages were some mementos of my own. I practically ran to the door of the place. When I got there, all I found through the window was a collection of questionable plastic forms and a glittery red vulture at the door.
Where’s the old man, Jack, the painter who was here last week?
"Oh, DARLing, he died. DO