Blurb: Evan Edwards faces another lonely Christmas in the
dorm, so when he chances upon a rain-soaked ad for holiday room and board in
exchange for decorating, he wastes no time in driving to the empty home,
dreaming of a cozy, if lonely, Christmas.
Across the street, Rise' Larkin is also home from school,
and has some bad news for her Dad. As Evan and Rise's friendship deepens, and
Christmas nears, Evan discovers he's been decorating the wrong house.
Will this mix-up ruin everything?
Excerpt: Cartier must be rolling in the dough. Must be the kind of
people that hung out with people like his mother. Or rather his mother and
whatever money-bags she’d attached herself to.
“Sounds good,” Evan said. Sounds amazing.
“You can take the decorations down
anytime you want before you go back to school. Merci, of course. Oh, I forgot. Our neighbor’s daughter is a chef,
and she will be coming in Christmas Eve to prepare the meal for us. She’s a bit
temperamental, so you’ll need to stay out of her way. I’d appreciate it if you’d
be her runner if she needs anything,” Cartier said.
“Sure, whatever you need.” Evan
couldn’t believe his luck. What if he’d just given up and stayed at the dorm?
His friends always invited him home with them, but he hated feeling like the
third wheel. Plus, there was the whole gift thing, something he didn’t have the
ready cash for. Unwanted guest, freeloader, and no gift to give. No way.
“Oh, and one more thing. The chef’s
father will try to help you with the decorating. Under no circumstances must you
allow him. He has a heart condition,” Cartier said.
“I hear you. I’ll be sure and not
let that happen.”
“Well, all right then. We can be
hard to reach sometimes, but as I said, the numbers of my people in the states
are posted. The decorations are in the basement. You won’t have any trouble
finding the door in the kitchen that leads down.”
“Fine, thank you very much. Mr.
Cartier, you wouldn’t happen to have a piano, would you?” Evan asked.
“Oui. A Steinway. Will that do?”
“Oh, yes. I need to practice for my
graduation recital.” This just kept getting better and better.
“Well, you’re welcome to play it.
Possibly you could play some Christmas carols for our party that day?”
“Sure, perfect. Thanks again. Bye.”
“Au revoir.” Mr. Cartier
ended the call.
The increasing storm and Cartier’s
thick accent made Candle sound like something else, but Evan knew where it was.
Just two hours down I-20 East toward Dallas. Alone again, but at least he
wouldn’t be in the freezing dorm where they turned down the thermostat over the
break. He’d be in a home, with decorations.
He splashed through the puddles to
the dorm and scrounged his closet for a backpack. Some jeans, a couple of
sweaters – that should be enough. He scooped up his car keys and made his way
to the parking lot. Maybe he’d run by
the dime store and pick up one of the
giant candy canes his mom used to stick in his hot chocolate. No matter
how broke she was, she always got him hot chocolate and big, one-dollar candy
cane.
His mother texted him just as he
started the car. ‘Bout to board. Merry
Christmas, sweetheart.
He returned with, OK Mom. Found a job in Candle, TX over the
break.
She replied Text me the address so I can send you something.
He decided to call her. He wanted
to hear her voice.
No answer.
Onward to Candle, Texas.
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Bio: Jody
Day is the author of the Washout Express series from Harbourlight Books/The
Pelican Group. She writes inspirational fiction, poetry, and devotionals from
her home in West Texas. Her passion is to encourage folks to look at life
through love colored glasses, the love of Christ. She is president of her local
writers group, Critique Café, and is a member of ACFW and Faithwriters.com. She
enjoys teaching piano, singing with the Chorus of the Big Bend, acting in
community theater, and spending time with fifteen grandchildren.
Questions:
1.
Why this book? What inspired you to write it? I had a
vision of a lonely, talented musician who loves Christmas, but doesn’t know
what it’s really all about, or what his purpose is. He’s just a sad, but good guy, who needs to
find out Who loves him and has a plan for his life. The mix-up is the vehicle I
created to portray this character, and the journey to finding the greatest
Christmas gift ever.
2. What is your favourite Christmas
carol/song and why? I love O Come Emmanuel because of it’s beautiful,
reflective melody, and because it’s what Christmas is all about. My favorite
secular carol is Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas because it just give me
that childlike joyful Christmas feeling.
3. What is the best Christmas
present you ever received and who was it from? I have to say it’s my husband.
We married the week of Christmas, and our marriage has been a gift every day
for 35 years. Well, maybe not every day,
lol.
Comments
Good luck and God's blessings
PamT