The Year The Cat Saved Christmas - A Novella - Plot & Excerpts
"This is the best Christmas present I could possibly have!" The elderly woman flung open the door and motioned them inside. "When did it happen? I want all the details, every single one of them." Jill exchanged glances with David. "Claire," she said carefully, stepping into the warm foyer, "I'm afraid you're jumping to conclusions." Claire's round face didn't lose a glimmer of happiness. "Of course I'm jumping to conclusions--and what better conclusion could I possibly jump to when the two of you show up on my doorstep on Christmas Eve?" Jill found herself wishing the floor would open up and swallow her whole. Claire Zimmerman was the last person she wanted to disappoint. "Claire, please--" "Eddie!" Claire called up the stairs. "Come down here this instant! I have a wonderful surprise for you." "Say something," Jill hissed to David. He gave her the deer-in-the-headlights stare she'd first seen when he coached her in the delivery room. Eddie lumbered down the stairs, all two-hundred-fifty pounds of him poured into a Santa Claus suit complete with fluffy white beard.
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