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.
“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.
Whenever Iris struggled with Shannon Shepard, she’d think about her mother, Irene. Irene had a soft touch that won people’s acceptance of her husband’s ideas. When Iris found herself in a Mrs. Santa Clause costume, she was the least bit surprised. Thanks to Irene’s “soft touch,” Iris was […]
The rehearsal of the steps was more of a formality than a necessity. The teachers taught the kids the dance every year from second grade on. The Holly Jolly Christmas line dance was as much a part of their holiday routine as was the play.
Iris adds to Jordan’s list of questions when he asks her about the Holiday Kisses Angel.
A bag of microwave popcorn, a ball of yarn, and a Hallmark movie called out to Iris. “Come inside and be cozy.” She was sure she heard it. The temptation of the new lights delivered to her earlier in the day was stronger. After she hung them around […]
Jordan remembers a wish he made under the Paradise HIlls, legendary tree.Chapter two of Holiday Kisses, a romance, holiday, novella by Merri Maywether.