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Christmas Courage: Sweetwater Canyon, #7
Christmas Courage: Sweetwater Canyon, #7
Christmas Courage: Sweetwater Canyon, #7
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Christmas Courage: Sweetwater Canyon, #7

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Christmas Courage – A Christmas Novelette

A week before Christmas, Kat's father turns up on their doorstep and wants to be a part of her life.

As far as Theresa is concerned, when Doug walked out fifteen years ago, leaving her with a two-year-old child and a mountain of debt, he forfeited all claims to Kat's life. He does not get to waltz in like Santa Claus and re-claim her.

Kat needs more than courage to navigate this Christmas season. She needs a miracle.

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Release dateDec 10, 2017
ISBN9781947983182
Christmas Courage: Sweetwater Canyon, #7

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    Christmas Courage - Maggie Lynch

    Chapter 1

    Kat snuggled into the recliner and cradled her hot cocoa in her hands. The twinkling lights on the Christmas tree mesmerized her. The ornaments were a combination of shiny balls to reflect the lights, old-fashioned wooden toys, and homemade ornaments her mom had crocheted. It was the perfect tree in every way .

    Was it only two weeks ago she and her mom had trekked through the snow at Frog Lake to choose and cut this Noble Fir? It still amazed her that the Forest Service let you cut your own tree, up to twelve feet tall, for only five dollars. It was the best deal ever and always an adventure of choosing the location, play arguing over which one was best, and often ending in a snowball fight before they hauled the tree back to the car and tied it to the roof.

    Fortunately, the snow wasn’t too deep this year and they found the perfect tree within only half an hour. The only thing she regretted was not bringing the chainsaw, as they’d done every year she could remember. Kat had watched a Hallmark Christmas movie the night before where the happy couple had cut a tree together with a bowsaw. They’d both fallen in the snow, made snow angels, and then kissed in that way only couples on Hallmark movies do—the half chaste and half OMG kiss. The movie made it all look sooooo easy. She told her mom she wanted to cut the tree the old-fashioned way this time. After Kat promised her that she would be the one kneeling in the snow and working the saw, her mom gave in.

    It hadn’t turned out quite as romantic as she’d thought after twenty minutes of working the bowsaw back and forth through the six-inch trunk. Evidently, the saw wasn’t all that sharp. It was left over from her Dad’s tools that hung in the garage untouched for the past fifteen years. It kind of made her feel good to use the saw though.

    In the end, the tree really was perfect. A twelve-foot Noble Fir, with its thick, silvery-green needles and sturdy branches protruding straight from the trunk was perfect for ornaments. Though no handsome man stood by for the congratulatory kiss, Kat figured it was good practice just in case she had the chance to do this with someone else in the future. She just hadn’t found her Hallmark prince yet.

    Kat put her cocoa aside and inhaled the rich, woodsy aroma of the tree. She couldn’t help striding to the tree to finger a lacy, starched snowflake hanging at eye level at the center of the tree. It had a picture of Kat as a baby. Born on December 3rd, her Mom had crocheted the ornament between feedings and naps in celebration of Kat’s first Christmas. Then she’d made a new one every year for Kat’s birthday. She looked at another crocheted ornament, a circle. This one had her baby picture for her 2nd Christmas. She worked her way around the tree until she reached the newest one—the one she had received for her seventeenth birthday. It was different than all the others. It had three balls hanging together inside a three-dimensional crocheted sphere. The first ball had a picture of Kat as a baby. The second ball had a picture of Kat today. The third ball had a question mark. Her Mom said that was for Kat to place the picture in ten years from now, when she’d made her own future.

    Kat’s eyes misted as she looked at it again. Ten years seemed

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