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    Sky Bridge: All Wrapped Up

    It was a year later, and they were at the hospital again. This time, Jerry and Michelle Sanders were bringing home a baby. Sean Michael Sanders was all wrapped up in his Grandmother Chloris’ arms. It hadn’t happened over night, and took a lot of work, most things worth accomplishing are born of consistency. They kept at it, and eventually arrived at a far better place. Carl and Annette pulled up in the transport. Their son Collin was helping them carry the bags out. Annette had never met Carl’s secretary’s husband. They still were amazed at how God had placed everyone within reach. For the longest time, the two of…

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    Sky Bridge: New Starts

    She was standing in the waiting room. Her head was down, tears had filled her eyes. Cloris braced herself for a tirade of emotions once she explained to her son why she had pushed him out of her life. Hans had delivered him and his wife to the hospital. Jerry would be prepped for surgery soon. In the transport, Jerry and Michelle had talked. “Jerry, you don’t have to do this to prove anything to me.” He kissed her hand, “Honey, I love you, but I’m not doing this for you. I wish I could say that I was being noble, and doing this for a cousin that I didn’t…

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    Sky Bridge: A Cure

    Jerry wasn’t moving, the team had expected either an explosion, or an escape at this point. They never even considered silence. Carter felt like he should say something, but he didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t been involved on one of these missions for a long time. Isaac was used to the unexpected, even on these missions. He and his crew had a plan, everything was in place, and then something totally unplanned happened. He had learned that this wasn’t coincidence, it was Divine intervention. Isaac knew this was the case, because of the results that followed. He was experiencing one of those moments right now. Finally, after two…

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    Sky Bridge: The Story

    “Jerry, this is Carter Gold.” “Hello Jerry, you look a lot like your Father.” “Mr. Gold, I, pleased to meet you sir. Mr. Rosen, I don’t understand.” Isaac smiled, “Do you really need too? Or can it just be something wonderful that has happened?” Jerry looked at his Wife, she looked at Mr. Rosen. “He’s a concrete guy Mr. Rosen, you’re going to have to explain it. He’s been hurt to many times to just believe that there isn’t a catch.” Isaac nodded, “So was I a few years ago. Jerry, I’ll explain everything, first though, let me tell you a story. It’s not an abstract tale, it’s the story…

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    Sky Bridge: The Artist

    Isaac Rosen nodded to the kitchen. “Mr. Sanders, here at The Garden, wonderful things happen on a regular basis. Last night, a millionaire walked in. His intention was to have the finest meal we have, then jump from his penthouse apartment. He was alone, except for his money, but something happened. The man left with the wife who, two weeks prior, had filed for divorce.” “Today, they renewed their vows and set sail for a second honeymoon. All it cost him was swallowing his pride, something that he had spent millions and years trying to keep. Some days you’ll find that to keep what is the most dear to you,…

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    Sky Bridge: The Pawn Shop

    Cloris listened to all this through the ear piece that Mr. Rosen had provided. She hung her head in shame. At the time, she told herself that it had been for the best, all she could see back then was her own pain. Henry, her husband was dead, and she had spiraled out of control after the accident. It had started with her trying to eliminate anything that reminded her of her husband, and her formerly happy life. One by one, she sold off everything they had shared. Then she started pushing people away that had been part of their lives. First acquaintances, business partners, then friends and family. When…

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    Sky Bridge: The Donor

    Isaac rolled a cart with an ice sculpture to the young people’s table, it was the size of a large vase. The artist had used a crystal blue food coloring to hue the ice. He had carved it by hand, to Isaac’s specifications. Michelle loved it, Jerry just stared. “Who’s paying for our meal? Who sent this statue?” His voice was calm, but even a stranger recognized the animosity in his voice. Isaac smiled, “I am paying for your meal, as for the statue, it was also my idea. Isn’t it wonderful to not have to worry? This sculpture is meant to reflect that, it’s title is ‘The Donor’, it’s…

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    Sky Bridge: Second Chances

    Hans set outside the restaurant, ready to go, he knew there would be no time to waste. His hover copter could get there faster than any chopper or sky transit in the city. It had some special added features that were not listed on the inventory manifest. For that matter, Hans had some skills of his own, but you wouldn’t know it by looking at him. This Grandfather of two could still steer the corners like he once had on classified missions in a corner of the world. That was where he had first met Isaac. He wasn’t Isaac back then, nor was Hans who he was now. Hans was…