Embracing the Quiet Night by Piper Stone

Author:Piper Stone [Stone, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2017-12-12T16:00:00+00:00

“Mrs. Martin, you are a tough sell,” Stoker said as he carefully tossed the tree on top of her car.

“I think thirty dollars is more than fair,” she said as she stood and watched him wrapping the rope.

He was thankful that the majority of people who’d purchased the trees were not only happy to pay full price, but had either given another monetary donation or cans of food and toys. People had been extremely generous. “There you go. I think you’re all tied down. Is Mr. Martin at home to help you get this off?”

“Son, I may be sixty-five, but I prefer to do everything myself.” Huffing, she opened her car door. “Men can’t do shit if you ask me.”

Landen bit back a chuckle as he flanked Stoker’s side, removing his gloves. “Rough crowd.”

Raising a single eyebrow, Stoker shook his head. “The flashing lights look excellent with the Santa hat. You just need a big, red nose to complete the ensemble, Rudolph.”

“Very funny. Besides, the girls seem to adore me in the hat.” Shaking his booty, Landen flicked the pointed end of the furry hat. “And nothing else.”

“You’re pathetic.”

“That’s incorrigible as well as adorable, or so I’ve been told.”

“Ugh! Too much shit for me,” Stoker gave him a nasty expression.

“You’re just jealous.”

Stoker waved to a group of girls as they whistled and drove by. “I guess we do have a bit of celebrity going on.”

“Forgot to mention, Channel Twelve stopped by yesterday. They got a few shots before I stopped them.”

“Damn. I guess it’s inevitable that this makes the news at some point. At least it’s the eighteenth.” He walked closer to the road, glancing up at the mountain range. So far, the fire in Wyoming had been contained, but last night’s weather forecast indicated strong wind. Even they were experiencing gusts over thirty miles per hour. The nagging feeling remained.

“Antonio told me the little boy is back in the hospital.”

“Joey. His name is Joey. He adores horses and racecars. Wants to be a baseball player when he grows up.” Stoker could barely whisper the words. He’d found out all he could from those who knew the Michaels. The situation was dire.

“Joey will have a wonderful Christmas this year.”

“If he has the strength to enjoy.”

Landen exhaled. “Time of miracles, Stoker. Try and keep that in mind.”

“Yeah. I hear you.” He sniffed and wiped his mouth and eyes as two cars pulled in. “Can you get those? Shannon called. She has a storeroom full of boxes of food. Need to get them over to the hanger.”

“No problem. Riker’s due in a half hour or so. Go.”

Nodding, Stoker took one last gander at the mountain before heading to his truck. As he drove, he flipped on the radio, trying to find an update on the weather. A huge snowstorm was coming in from Canada, anticipating bringing in several feet in some areas. He switched from station to station, finding nothing but Christmas music. There was no sense in worrying about something he couldn’t control.

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