Sarah Miracle

Where Heaven Meets Earth

Tarik surveys the rain-sodden path between himself and the other end of the field and looks down at his earth-crusted shoes. Does he dare? He can still feel the sting of his mother’s wooden spoon from the last time he came into the house after a rain, globs of muck slinging from his pants and soles. He hadn’t intended to make such a mess, but he was beginning to see that wet shoes just couldn’t be helped. After all, it's only standing water, mud, and soggy grass that separated him from his most favorite place on earth: The Little Free Library.