The Color of Hope by Kim Cash Tate

Author:Kim Cash Tate [Tate, Kim Cash]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, ebook
ISBN: 9781595549983
Amazon: 1595549986
Goodreads: 15894018
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2011-12-31T18:30:00+00:00

Stephanie poured Sam another glass of fresh lemonade. “Do you want some more chicken?” Stephanie asked.

Sam looked up from her near-empty plate. “Um . . . no, that’s okay.”

“Sam.” Stephanie put a hand on her hip. “If you’re trying to be polite, you need to know that our grandma taught us to always make enough for seconds and for guests. And all you ate was a little chicken wing and some brown rice.” She looked at her. “Aren’t you still hungry?”

Sam allowed a smile. “Yes, ma’am.”

“Awesome,” Stephanie said. “Go on over there and get a real piece of chicken. And eat those vegetables on your plate. Don’t you like brussels sprouts?”

Sam wrinkled up her nose as she got up. “No, ma’am.”

Stephanie chuckled. “Me neither. Janelle’s the one who made ‘em, but they’re good for you, so eat.” She smiled as Sam got a chicken breast. “So what are your favorite foods? What do you normally eat for dinner?”

Sam returned to the table. “Hot dogs, potpies, stuff like that.”

Stephanie almost said her mother never let her eat that sort of thing regularly, though she wanted to. “So . . . your mom doesn’t cook much?”

“No.” Sam tore off a piece of baked chicken. “She’s gone a lot, either working or with her boyfriend. And when she’s home, she says she’s too tired to cook.” She tucked the chicken into her mouth.

Stephanie nodded. “I remember you said you’re an only child. What do you do when you’re home alone?”

“Homework, read books.” She shrugged. “It’s not a big deal.” Sam cut off a sliver of a brussels sprout and tasted it, her face contorting. “Eww.”

Stephanie laughed. “It’s definitely an acquired taste.” She sipped her lemonade. “What about family to hang out with? Anyone nearby?”

Sam shook her head. “My great-grandma died when I was little. We live in her old house. I don’t really have anyone else around here.” Her face lit up a little. “I loved my Grammie. She spent a lot of time with me. She’s the one who gave me my name.”

“Really? Tell me about it.”

“Not much to it,” she said. “I just remember she used to tell me Samara was a special name, and she picked it for me from the Bible.”

Stephanie leaned in, intrigued. “Have you ever looked it up?”

“I’ve got a Bible Grammie gave me as a baby. But I’ve never read it.”

“Let’s find out about your name.” She got up and took the Bible from a shelf. “Hey, Janelle! Can you come here?”

Janelle had been helping Daniel with his homework in the dining room, and she came right in. “What’s up?”

Stephanie was thumbing through the Bible. “Who’s named Samara in the Bible? Where is that?”

Janelle quirked her brow. “I can’t think of anyone.” She grabbed her purse. “Let me do a quick search on the Bible app on my phone.”

Stephanie looked over her shoulder. “I need to download one of those.”

“See,” Janelle said, “no results.” She started typing again. “Let me try Samaria . . . Yep. I bet it’s meant to be a variation of Samaria, which was a place in the Bible.

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