Friday, December 25 “Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Oh look, Santa came! Come on, everyone!” Lily’s joyful voice echoed throughout the house, buoyed by Jack’s excited baying and the sounds of running feet. Schrodinger, who had been curled up at Molly’s feet, raised his head, sleep still in his eyes. They had come in fairly late …
Thursday, December 24 “We haven’t forgotten anything, have we?” Brynna asked Paul, who chuckled and rolled his eyes. “No, my love, we have not forgotten anything, and it’s not like we can’t come back,” he told her. “We’re not leaving forever. If nothing else, I sail in two weeks, so we have to be back …
Wednesday, December 23 “All right, boys, let’s go.” Paul pushed his finished breakfast plate aside and drained his tea cup, sighing a bit. Molly had noticed the coffee in the cupboard when she was exploring the night before, but no one had asked for it, and she’d breathed a soft sigh of relief. He hadn’t …
Tuesday, December 22 It was snowing when Molly awoke, and for a moment, she couldn’t remember where she was. The bedroom that Brynna had shown them to the night before was smaller than their bedroom at the farm, and the sounds of the waves against the rocks beneath them was something she wasn’t accustomed to. …
Monday, December 21 “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” Molly asked her sister-in-law again, a worried look on her face. “I mean, it’s a big imposition.” “Huge,” Corrine agreed wryly, rolling her eyes at her. “I mean, you spent all yesterday cooking, so all we have to do is warm everything up on Friday, …
Sunday, December 20 “Schrodinger, can you go and get the door, please?” Molly said, as she flipped over the French toast over on the griddle. “I think Drew’s still in the shower, and I can’t leave these.” Of course! The CrossCat hopped down from his chair and headed to the door. She heard the door …
Saturday, December 19 “Molly, are you ready? Tim and Doug are here!” “I’m almost done!” she called back, putting in the silver snowflake earrings that matched the silver snowflake pendant that hung on a delicate chain around her neck. Her long hair was braided in an intricate French braid, held in a crown with more …
Friday, December 18 “So let me get this straight,” Doug said, looking faintly skeptical. He, Tim, and Molly were at one of the small tables in the tea room at CrossWinds Books, enjoying the warmth of the wood stove as the afternoon inched on. It was a drowsy sort of day, with softly-falling snow shushing …
Thursday, December 17 “Are you sure?” Pavel asked his mother, who threw her arms up in exasperation. “I am not six!” Ella told him, and to both Molly and Drew’s amusement, she stood up and shoved her son gently towards the door. “I am a grown woman, and I do not need you hovering around …
Wednesday, December 16 “Hey, Molly, got a minute?” Tim ducked his head through the open kitchen door, a quizzical look on his face. “Absolutely!” Molly said, waving him in. “Come on in!” He came in and shed his coat, along with a large amount of snow. “Sorry about that,” he said. “I thought I’d brushed …
