“Hey,” Iris dreaded that Shannon was right. Shannon was nicer since the night she insisted Iris and Jordan pull it together, but hints of the woman Iris rivaled all her life was still there.
To both of them, she said, “I’ll be back in ten minutes. You better have this all worked out.” Then she turned on her heel and marched away.
What Jordan wanted was to have things right between Iris and him.
“That isn’t why I did it.” Concern darkened Iris’s good mood. “I did it because I wanted people to know they were special enough to have good things happen to them.”
Jordan parked his work truck outside the garage and took the back door to his office. The equipment neatly organized by how frequently it was used suited him more at the moment. At least they made sense. People’s obsession with bows, trees, Christmas balls, and everything red and green aggravated the uneasy feeling Jordan knew would subside with time.
“Dear Cookie Angel,
Thank you. I appreciate the gift of cookies. They are delicious and remind me of my mother, who passed away shortly before my move to Paradise Hills. I don’t feel so lonely anymore.”
“You have dark circles under your eyes.” Rose studied Iris over the top of her teacup. “Were you up all night? Perhaps with a handsome male friend?” She sipped on her tea, but her eyes glimmered. Iris replied, “I had a lot on my mind, so I didn’t […]
“The fun is seeing the surprise in everyone’s face. When someone does something kind for one person, the change is palatable.”
The euphoric feeling carried over to the Christmas program. Either the stage mom was disguised as a tree, or none of the kids needed prompting to remember their lines. The sugar plum fairies pirouetted across the stage without tripping. The Christmas angel boldly proclaimed tidings of joy to all she encountered. Serena, who was sitting beside Iris, snapped pictures like it was the first and last time her daughter was going to be in the holiday production.
“Isn’t that how it is for most of our problems?” Iris prepared herself to let the sisters down gently when they asked about buying the store. She clasped her hands in front of her and poised her chin to seem graceful with her declination.