Chapter Four
Miracle
It was a crispy, fresh winter’s day in late January in London with sunny, clear skies. Though cold, it was still a beautiful day. The pavements buzzed with hordes of shoppers marching up and down Regent Street looking for the last of the bargains in the January sales. It was a busy shopping time, with people exchanging garments that they didn’t like or fit into, or trading in their gift vouchers from Christmas at the very last minute.
There were two people in particular that day, in Regent Street. One was a pretty young girl, aged eleven with very long, brown hair and sparkly, green eyes. She had soft, radiant skin that glowed in the sun, and was dressed in very cool street fashion. The slogan on her sweatshirt said ‘New York’, and she wore a rapper’s cap on her hea
