When her boss at the coffee shop insists that all employees must write a letter to Santa and post it on the window, Jules decides to be painfully honest about what she needs—but is there any hope she will get it?
When Elvis, a handsome hunk, shows up to visit with her about her car muffler, she begins to have an inkling of hope that this Christmas will be one to remember, after all. Claiming to be one of Santa’s elves, Elvis tells her all the magic the Christmas season has to offer can be hers, if she only believes. Is that too much to ask for?
EXCERPT
"Come on, Jules, write your Christmas list, or I'll
dock your pay another thirty minutes."
"Why do you have to bully me, Joe? It's a depressing
list."
"It's Christmas, and no one disappoints my Sally on
Christmas."
Yeah, I'd feel bad if I let Sally down, too.
I wrote:
Dear Santa,
I need a new muffler,
a hundred bucks to pay off my root canal, cigars for my dad, a lottery
scratcher, and a new boyfriend. P.S. I'm praying for world peace too,
especially on Christmas.
Love, Jules.
I thought I'd throw the scratcher in there for a giggle. Hey, it's affordable. I probably won't win anything, but you never know.
I thought I'd throw the scratcher in there for a giggle. Hey, it's affordable. I probably won't win anything, but you never know.
Steph, I loved this story. What a nice "pick-me-up" and one that just made me feel good to read! I was so happy for Jules! LOL
ReplyDeleteA Christmas elf called Elvis, a happy ending, and a handsome stranger? What's not to love?
ReplyDeleteI love the letter to Santa in the excerpt. All the best to you, Stephanie. Congratulations on your magical Christmas release.
ReplyDeleteEverything is possible at Christmas...
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like a fun read! Who doesn't want a Christmas miracle?
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