Free Miracles and Mischief by Mary Manners Page B

unseasonably warm—high fifties on this early-February evening in Jacksonville. Shayna and Nate had spent the week sightseeing with Zac in tow and visiting with Nate’s mom and stepdad, who lived close by in Fernandina Beach. Shayna enjoyed getting to know them and felt like family after the first half-hour. Nate had to report for practice each day, but that still left plenty of time to scour the city—and the gulf shores. Zac loved combing the sand for shells.
    “Wow, look at all the people.” Zac scanned the crowd, his golden eyes wide with awe. “This is so cool, Nate. I can’t believe we’re really here.”
    “Believe it, buddy.” Nate high-fived him, and Shayna was positive she, too, must be glowing. Zac had celebrated his eighth birthday just a few weeks ago—a milestone she wasn’t sure he’d ever reach. “And I think all these people are here to see you.”
    “No way.” Zac’s grin widened. “You’re kidding me, Nate.”
    “Just look over there.” Nate pointed to a camera crew flanked by several photographers. “They’re motioning for us. They want to do that photo shoot for the Moments for Miracles campaign.”
    Shayna would be forever grateful to the organization that had brought her and Nate together—and saved Zac’s life. The miracle continued, as each of Zac’s follow-up visits offered nothing but good news. Her son was cancer free.
    “Then we’d better hurry.” Zac’s voice drew her back. “Come on, Nate.”
    “Hop up.” Nate hoisted Zac onto his shoulders, and they loped over—both decked out in special Titans jerseys and ball caps designed just for the Super Bowl. Nate was wearing cleats, and Zac the cowboy boots Nate had surprised him with for his birthday.
    “Come on, Mama.” Zac glanced back and urged her on. “You have to get in the picture, too.”
    Shayna struggled to hear over the roar of the crowd. The sound was deafening. How did the players ever decipher the quarterback’s calls? She smoothed her skirt and sweater as she neared the camera. This was something she’d have to get used to.
    Just like the diamond that sparkled on her finger, given to her by Nate a few days after Zac was released from the hospital, along with his promise of love. Come spring they’d be married. Shayna smiled as the diamond caught the stadium lights, refracting into a rainbow.
    She thought of God’s promise and thanked Him once more for the health of her son and Nate’s precious gift of life.
     
     

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