The Christmas Wish Loop by Lucy McConnell EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Lucy McConnell
- Language: English
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“T his is quaint.”
Lauren Hall reached across the console to grab her boyfriend’s hand.
“Moose Hollow never disappoints at Christmas.” The closer they’d gotten to
town, the faster her heart beat. Coming back after a five-year self-imposed
exile was scarier than the first time she’d presented in front of the creative
All those eyes looking at her, judging her designs and concepts–she
shuddered at the memory of how small she’d felt, how young and naïve.
Of course, they’d loved her way of looking at things and were excited
about the fresh air she breathed into the department. But that was beside the
point. The point was that coming home was hard–especially when she’d left
half her heart with the boy next door.
She cleared her throat and changed her thoughts. After all, thoughts that
ran willy-nilly were ammunition for self-defeat. If there was one thought
pattern that she’d learned to control, it was any and all thoughts that pointed
to Jacob Morris.
Gah! His name was never to be spoken out loud, thought silently in the
sacred space of her own mind, or written.
“Oh, look at the decorations,” she said to distract herself.
The old-fashioned black lamp posts wore wreathes with giant red bows.
At night, they would sparkle with twinkle lights. Snow piled knee-high along
the side of the road like a welcoming crew. People bustled from the town
square where the annual white elephant gift exchange just wrapped up.
a fun way for people to give to others–especially if they didn’t have someone
to spend Christmas morning opening presents with and drinking eggnog.
They slowed down to let Mr. Diamonte cross the street. He wore a navy
suit and black tie with a charcoal overcoat and kept his head down. His
shoulders slumped and his nose was red. It was sad to see him without his
wife since she’d died a while back. Lauren had read about it online. Mrs.
Diamonte was famous–the face of the jewelry store and the envy of women
everywhere because she was constantly draped in diamonds and emeralds.
The gift exchange was her idea, and Lauren suspected that the jewelry family
quietly provided gifts for those who couldn’t afford to bring one. She craned
her neck as they moved on, but didn’t see any of his kids with him.
“It’s so… cute.” Foster smirked at a man dressed as Santa, ringing a bell
to call for donations. “I didn’t know they still did that.”
Seeing her hometown through Foster’s world-traveled eyes had her
cheeks heating with embarrassment. Santa’s suit had seen better days, as had
the paint on the lampposts that peeled. The faded but serviceable coats locals
wore looked tired in the bright sunlight. The crowd he ran with, up-andcoming lawyers, doctors, tech business start-up owners, and the like,
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