With a deft touch of her brush, wordartist Barbara Edwards paints an endearing story that showcases the truemeanings of Christmas--love, sacrifice and the wide-eyed hopes of children. Thisis a sweet romance of two lonely people who have an instant attraction to eachother while their hearts are heavy with fears and long-denied dreams. Ms. Edwardsgives us several twists and turns in the plot, but it is her attention todetail, her ingenious stroke of the brush that breathes life and love into thisdelightful story.
--Vonnie Davis, awardwinning romance author
From the Author
I took a number of personal experiences to write the plot. I breast-fedmy children like Noel does her baby and drove a clunker of a car for years.Minnesota during November came from my son's wedding to a girl from that area.The snow was deep and the temperature deeper. The parking lot in the motel hada warning not to leave your vehicle if the bears were in the parking lot. Thepeople were among the friendliest I've ever met.
My house burned and we lost everything. A period in my life I'd ratherforget.
There is nothing like Christmas in Connecticut. We all gather todecorate wreaths to sell on the Christmas tree farm. My husband and I dress uplike Santa and his wife to entertain the kids and hand out candy canes. OnChristmas Eve we gather to exchange gift and share a family dinner. I cry eachyear for those who can't be there and with happiness. My children and theirfamilies are growing and changing with every season.