Heaven Sent

By Nelda Davis

Heaven Sent is a story I began writing several years before my mother passed away. I discovered the unfinished story months after she died, and I became determined to finish the story in honor of my mother. I began a writing class at my job, where my instructor encouraged me to begin writing daily. Heaven Sent made me look through the clouds from earth. Images came to me every time I wrote: images of angels and family members that had passed onto heaven.

• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Jan 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781490819433

Nelda Davis

As a child Nelda Davis always spent a great deal of time trying to imagine what heaven is like. Throughout her childhood she used her imagination to write stories. As Nelda became older she wrote about life situations that most of us face.

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ISBN: 978-1-4908-1943-3 (e)

WestBow Press rev. date: 01/07/2014

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I t all started last spring when a little girl by the name of BreeAnna Brown decided she wanted to go visit her Grandmother. The only problem for Bree – as she preferred to be called – was that her Grandma Rose had died two months earlier and now lived in h eaven.

Bree stood about 5 feet 3 feet inches tall, and towered above all the other fourth graders in Miss Holley’s class. She spent most of her time reading and wanting to know how everything worked. Bree’s had jet black hair that she wore in thick braids, her face was round, and she had smooth skin that looked liked rich milk chocolate. Bree kept her nose in a book when she wasn’t in school, reading and daydreaming about all sorts of things – from wondering if Mars really had little green Martians to wondering how far away heaven was. Bree often gazed up at billowing clouds that spanned out as far as she could see, and wondered how long it would take to reach heaven. Bree always imagined walking through clouds and falling snow before she got to a beautiful garden in heaven where God lived. Bree’s eyes were big and brown, her eyelashes were long and thick, and when she smiled her teeth were sparkling white. Her laughter was loud and infectious. Pouty lips and a little pug nose filled her face. Bree wore black frame glasses, and spent most of her time looking up answers to all her questions. Her favorite words were Awesome and Cool––she never finished a sentence without saying either one.

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Bree lived with her Mother Grace and Grandma Rose in a townhouse near downtown Des Moines. Bree was an only child. Bree’s Dad lived in Arizona after he and her Mom divorced. Bree spent summers with her Dad and talked to him every day. Bree had one best friend named Hannah. They loved listening to their favorite music together, playing games and coloring for hours. They walked home from school together every day. Bree looked forward to coming home and telling Grandma all about