The Holiday Bride by Ginny Baird

The Holiday Bride by Ginny Baird

Author:Ginny Baird [Baird, Ginny]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B009MQTF5E
Publisher: Winter Wedding Press
Published: 2012-10-04T21:00:00+00:00


Carmella pressed into Lucy’s room with a worried frown. “What’s all that noise?”

Lucy quickly released the curtain she’d pulled back to peer outside. “I’m not sure.”

“Then what were you looking at?”

“Just some birds out on the lawn!” she said above the hum of copter blades lifting away.

“Birds? But all of those have flown south for the winter.”

Carmella strode to the window with determination and threw back the curtain. “Oh my! Who are all those people?”

“I don’t know,” Lucy said, standing behind her. There was an incredible crowd out there, and it appeared testosterone heavy. In fact, the only woman Lucy saw seemed to be a television reporter. She held a huge microphone and spoke through a broad smile to a couple of cameramen by a truck.

Carmella spun toward Lucy, gripping her legs. “You don’t think they heard about Santa, do you? And they’re coming to take you away? Sort of like they do with aliens?”

Lucy bent low to hug her. “Oh no, sweetie. Don’t you worry one bit. Nobody’s taking me anywhere. I’m sure those fellows are all just here for a visit.”

Carmella looked her in the eye. “It’s awful early for visiting. We haven’t even had breakfast yet.”

Lucy studied the little girl, the truth paining her. Sooner or later, Carmella was going to have to know. From the looks of the horde outside, sooner was going to come first. “Carmella,” she said, “About Santa... There’s something I think you should know. I don’t really believe—”

“Of course Santa brought you!” the child said, throwing her arms around Lucy’s neck. “Even Daddy said so!”

Carmella hung her head, then looked up with misting eyes. “You know, when Mommy died, I was very little. Just two. So I barely remember her at all. But, I do remember one thing. She used to sing to me.”

“I’m sure it sounded beautiful,” Lucy said kindly.

Carmella gulped, wiping away her tears. “So when... you know... I asked Santa for a new mommy, I was kind of hoping that...” She stopped and met Lucy’s gaze. “That you would...” Her voice trailed off, her little chin trembling.

Lucy sat on the bed and pulled Carmella into her lap. “Shh... Shh, now. Everything will be all right. I’m sure soon enough Santa will send just the right mommy for you.”

“He already has.” Carmella looked up with pleading eyes. “Sing to me? Please?”

“But I’m not sure I know any songs.”

“They must be in there somewhere. The elves wouldn’t have messed that part up.”



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