The Judge Who Stole Christmas by Randy Singer

Author:Randy Singer
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781414346861
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.

To get to Possum High on Friday night for Ajori’s game, Jasmine had to drive down Main Street, right past the Possum town square. The varsity girls’ game started at seven, and as usual, Jasmine was running a few minutes late. She felt the frustration rise when she saw the line of red taillights in front of her—bumper-to-bumper about two blocks from the square. A traffic jam in Possum? She’d never heard of such a thing.

Traffic came to a dead stop about a block from the square, so several drivers pulled their cars next to the curb and started walking. Pedestrians were streaming down the sidewalks dressed in heavy overcoats and wool hats, heading to the square. She noticed the temperature on the sign in front of the town bank. Forty-two degrees.

After five minutes that seemed like fifty-five, traffic started crawling again. As she approached the square on her right, she could see the floodlights. Television trucks jammed around the square had reduced the Main Street traffic to one lane—the opposite lanes taking turns under the direction of one of Possum’s finest. Jasmine had never seen this many people congregate in one place in Possum, not even during her senior basketball season. There were families and senior citizens, teens and children. When Jasmine rolled down her passenger-side window, she could hear the Christmas carols being played by a band.

A band! It would have to be the high school marching band, which probably hadn’t played a tune since the football season. There were vendors selling coffee and hot chocolate and even sweatshirts. The sweatshirt vendor had a sample raised high on a pole above his table for everyone to see. He was charging twenty bucks for a “No Room in the Square?” sweatshirt, and his line stretched for half a block.

Jasmine craned her neck to see if the main attraction for the night had staked out his turf. She yelled at a passerby on the sidewalk. “Is he out there?”

A teenager shrugged her shoulders. “We heard he was coming out around eight or so,” she said. “But we wanted to get a good spot.”

Though Jasmine had been wrestling with the issue all day, she still hadn’t decided whether or not to withdraw from representing Thomas. All this excitement was making her think twice about backing out of the case. But what defense did he have? Especially if he were dumb enough to flaunt Ichabod’s order one more time and set up his manger scene tonight.

Resisting the urge to pull over and join the crowd, Jasmine continued toward her alma mater. She had a sister to support. And based on what she had just seen, Ajori and her teammates could probably use every fan they could get.

By the time Jasmine arrived at the gym and joined her mom in the bleachers, Possum was already down by eight. There were so few spectators that the gym seemed deathly quiet—you could hear the squeak of shoes as the players made their cuts.

“Where’re the cheerleaders?” Jasmine asked.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.