Monthly Archives: December 2013

“Molly, Molly, he came, he came!”   Drew groaned and tried to pull the covers over his head.  “Is it daylight yet?”   Molly chuckled.  “It’s actually almost seven o’clock.  They let us sleep.”  She got up and stretched.  “Come on, don’t you want to see what Santa brought?”   Lily and Zoey were waiting …

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“You do realize that this house is going to be insane tonight, right?” Molly said, grinning, as they climbed out of the Range Rover.  The Barrett household was ablaze with lights and the shouts of children could be heard even in the driveway.   At least they are happy shouts,  Schrodinger pointed out.  And besides, …

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Zoey, Zoey, look what I found!   Zoey looked up from the book she was only half-reading when she heard Schrodinger call. Corrine had given her, Lily and Jack a choice that morning: they could stay at the Barretts’ house and play, or they could go to the bookstore and hang out with Molly. As …

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“So that was the last one, and they’re all delivered,” Drew said, dropping the order forms on the island. “Sarah said to tell you that you are amazing.”   Molly smiled up at him. “She says that every year.”   “That’s because you do something amazing with gingerbread every year,” Drew replied, kissing the tip …

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“I can’t wait to see what everyone else is wearing!” Zoey told her mother as they walked up the steps to CrossWinds Books. “I’ve never been to a ball before!”   “Me either,” Donna admitted. “Have you, Peter?”   “Nope,” he said. “But it sounds like it’s going to be fun – all my customers …

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“Schrodinger, Jack, did you want some tea?” Molly leaned her head out of the kitchen and looked at the two of them as they snoozed by the wood stove. There had been fitful spits of snow all day, and the cold (a thank you from Old Man Winter, Molly was sure) had kept most people …

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“What do you think it will tell us today?” Zoey asked the others, as they went in through the back door of CrossWinds Books. It was cold out, colder than it had been, and the sky promised snow later.   “I don’t know,” Lily replied. “Maybe something to do with the Snow Queen?” She hugged …

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“Molly, Molly, Molly, did you finish the castle yet?”  Lily shouted, as she, Schrodinger, Jack and Zoey piled into the kitchen.  Then she caught sight of her aunt and put the brakes on, causing a slight pile-up near the doorway.   Sitting on the island was the castle, still rising high from its board.  The …

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It was Tuesday, but Molly had decided that her kitchen at the bookstore was better suited to finish baking the gingerbread pieces than her home kitchen.   “Besides,” she explained to Aunt Margie, who had stopped in to get a cup of tea. “I have everything here already. Why should I schlep it all the …

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“Just snow flurries,” Drew assured Molly as he stopped into the bookstore on his way to the Station. “Nothing like the storm last week.”   “Good,” Molly said, holding up an empty tea mug in suggestion. “Or don’t you have time?”   “I always have time for you,” he told her, shedding his coat and …

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