TITLE: The Legacy Project
GENRE: MG Historical Fiction
We sat in the front pew, Mr. Bailey's casket so close, I could almost hear him breathing. If he were alive, that is.
"The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away," the pastor said from the pulpit.
Mama sighed and rubbed her round belly. The baby was due any day now, and she had grown tired of all the comments. On our way into church, a lady had said, "Oh my, you look like you're about to pop!"
"Any day now!" Mama laughed politely. But when we were out of earshot she whispered, "And she looks like she ate too many pancakes this morning."