title: A Miracle in the Hand of God
author: Therese Sapone
description: Born in Holland and raised in Germany during Hitler's reign, she and her family endured the bombings and survived to be liberated by the English and Americans. She later met and married an American serviceman, against her family's wishes, and went on to live in various countries and parts of the United States, currently residing in Florida. She came to the US speaking very little English and held many diverse jobs. Sapone later incorporated her love of service and singing to become the owner of an exercise salon, where she created exercise routines to music to help women to get healthier. To quote the author, "I am a sojourner just passing through helping people to feel better about themselves and leaving a place better than I found it." To this end, she volunteered to aid with the revitalization of quaint areas in which she has lived. In her most recent mission, she started a music ministry, singing for shut-ins and the sick. Always giving to others through various charities, she feels blessed by God to have survived some difficult times in her life and been given the strength to continue on and live a rewarding life.
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  Suddenly Charity felt very breathless, gazing up into the masked face and
  seeing the glint of the candlelight in his eyes.
  
  There was only the length of the pin between them. She did not resist when he
  took her wrist and deflected the sharp point away from his body.
  
  What was she doing? Alarmed, she dropped the brooch and put her free hand
  against his chest, but even as she opened her mouth to scream he captured her
  mouth, kissing her so ruthlessly that her bones melted under the onslaught. It
  was over in an instant. She was still gathering herself to resist him when he
  released her.
  
  ‘Yes,’ he said, his breathing a little ragged. ‘I was not wrong.’
  
  ‘A-about what?’
  
  ‘You kiss like an angel.’
  
  In one swift, fluid movement he turned away from her, threw up the sash and
  slipped out into the darkness.
  
  Charity ran to the window, but there was no sign of anyone and only the soft
  drumming of hoofbeats fading into the night.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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