One of the townsfolk declared, "It's midnight. It's Christmas!" Everyone cheered. At that moment a taxi from the big city drove up. The driver in a yellow cap stuck his head out the window. "Does anybody know where a Mr. Jimenez lives?" The cafe owner stepped from the crowd.
"I'm Jimenez."
A lovely young woman with raven hair and dancing eyes stepped from the cab. The man and the girl stared at one another. "Daddy?" she said. Her father's stunned tears flooded his eyes. "Oh, Daddy," she cried and rushed into his arms.
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Copyright: Paul D. Morris, 1985-2004
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