Wonderful story.  There are lots of people looking after waifs and trays that never gets recognition for their actions, thus this story sort of recognises their help to all those that need it.  It a shame the wicked people that do nasty things to others is not returned to them in some shape or form.
I felt Mother was male almost from when she was first mentioned.
One thing that I am unsure about is to why his genitals needed to be felt.  Sorry, its a bit creepy to me.
I love the song The Streets Of London, but it always makes me sad thinking about all the homeless and mistreated people that are found around the world.  May happiness and wellbeing be given to them all.
Miss you Ann

Accept.
Understand.
Grow.

g5iC9n I really enjoy the article.Thanks Again. Really Great.

I just found this site today and having read a few of your stories, i can honestly say your work is beautiful. It really brought a tear to my eye and hope that you continue top add more stories. I like the way you created a real bond so quickly with the characters, and how you end with Ginger find someone like herself as she was at the start, it just add a feeling of passing on the love.

What a wonderful story, I have thought of doing something like that as a "Lottery Dream".  I mean, why waste $300 million on "Man" things?
You bring hope to the world, Ann.  God Bless you and keep you.
Hugs,
Laura Kimberly

Stopped  kinda  sudden a  very good story ....but left a lot of things unansered ,,,,,,
Some of your readers are like me almost bedriden  with MS and
do enjoy good clean stories like this one,,,especilly when they have a good ending....thank you  Rone

another good story if only things were like this in real life maybe in some place it is i really enjoy your witing and the way you express these stories  again well written &welldone

Dear Annie O.:

How lovely, seasonal, warm, and fuzzy.  I loved the perspective and the unfolding.  You are a marvelous storyteller, big sister.  I'm about to get my hot chocolate and footy pajamas, put a pink bow in my hair, and sit on the arm of your chair so you can tell me another story!

Love & Kisses,
Sheryl S.

  Such a sweet, heartwarming tale just in time for Christmas.  Very well done Ann.  Bless you.
                <<hugs>>
                Julie

Annie you have a wonderful gift. Really enjoyed this story, it didn't need the others' life stories as they have been told elswhere. Its the moral of looking after those who can't look after themselves. Once again, many thanks.

My dear loved the story great my dear.Keep up the good work my dear.Very warming story  so sweet.

A very touching, loving story. Please keep up the writing and I look forward to more such stories.

this was a wonderful story in itself, that moved me deeply, but i do hope you consider doing a sequel.

Annie O:

   Good timing for a heartwarming Christmas story. I really enjoyed Ginger's rescue. The dialog was very strong and easily conveyed the excitement of the girls living with Mom.  I really would have appreciated a more subtle way of letting Ginger know of Mom's birth sex.  Especially since Mom would know it is so likely she was sexually abused as a runaway. I feel you wrapped the story well and it is over as it is a vignette and not a full blown story. Yes you did have me going and I did think Ginger was born a boy for a while. I will admit it. I should have known better that you would do the old switcheroo.  Very good read as always.  Please keep up the good work.

Hugs,

Kristi

Wonderful story!!
 But way too short.
   This could, no should, be a long series of interlocking tales.
     Each of your characters has a story to tell.
       You made the story penetrate and move this reader.
         Thanx for sharing with us.
     
       

Annie,
Thank you for the reminder that Chrstmas is about caring and the love for others that some people make sacrifices for.  I did cry at the implications in the story.  Bless you and may your Muse never leave.
Diane

Hi Annie  :-)
I enjoyed your story. Thank you.
Hugs, Fran

While this begs to be a longer story with many details filled in, we need to look beyond it at the implied moral; it doesn't matter the gender or what's under the clothing as long as love is in the soul. Could it have been "Dad's House"? Maybe but not very likely, especially in this day and age of distrust of men around underage girls.

Thank you Ann for this story it almost brought a tear to my eyes.

If this weren't a tg story respository, there'd have been no way an unwary reader could have guessed what was about to happen at the ending of the "family's" ceremony.

So, it seems to me that that was a pretty abrupt development, and for you, Annie O, to emulate Bugs Bunny with a "That's all, folks!" is really super-abrupt. No doubt, each of those two dozen girls has a story, but in all likelihood, they would meld into one similar sad tale about the value our society places upon young females.

But the truly interesting character you have created is Mom. There's got to be a tale there worth the telling, and I suspect I am not alone in hoping that you relent and fill us in. (And if you do, I'd certainly like to hear about how Mom (and girls?) developed the last stage of the welcoming ceremony. -- Should Ginger have been encouraged to say "I love you, Mom" before this denouement or afterward as her acceptance of an unorthodox kindness?)