Golden Poppies (Freedman/Johnson, #3)

by Laila Ibrahim

mama, Margaret, and baby Grace. They all gonna be welcomin’ me to heaven. And now I get to watch

an hour, they were at the counter. “Tickets.” The little man reached out his hand. He

sorrow and fear caused her heart

offer for us in our adopted city.” Miss Flood replied, “It would be my pleasure.” They seemed to have made their first friend