Trading Christmas by Debbie Macomber

Author:Debbie Macomber
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Mira
Published: 2011-12-21T10:00:00+00:00

“Did you two have a chance to visit?” Ray asked as Emily removed her coat and slung it over the back of her chair. They’d entered the bar, securing a table near the window. “Or was shopping at the top of your priority list?”

“Actually, we did some of both. It’s just so good to see Faith this happy.”

The waitress came by, and Ray ordered a hot buttered rum for each of them.

“I can’t believe the changes in her,” Emily said. “She’s so much more confident.”

“I was going to say the same thing about Charles,” her husband said with a bemused grin. “I hardly recognize my own brother. Until he met Faith, all he cared about was history—in fact, I think he would’ve preferred to live in the eighteenth century. I feel like I finally have a brother again.”

The waitress brought their drinks and set them on the table, along with a bowl of salted nuts.

“Do you suppose they’re talking about us in the same way?” Emily asked. “Are we different people now than we were a year ago?”

“I know I am,” Ray said.

“I think I am, too.”

Emily reached for a pecan, her favorite nut, and then for no discernible reason started to laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“Us. Have you forgotten the day we met?”

Ray grinned. “Not likely.”

“I was so miserable and upset, and then you happened along. I glommed on to you so fast, I can only imagine what you must’ve thought.”

“You glommed on to me?” he repeated. “That’s not the way I remember it.” Ray grabbed a handful of nuts. “As I recall, I found out that my brother had traded homes with this incredibly lovely woman. The explanation was reasonable. All I had to do was reassure my mother everything was fine and catch the train back to New York.”

Emily lowered her eyes and smiled. “I’m so glad you ended up staying.”

“You think I missed the last train by accident?”

“You didn’t?”

“Not by a long shot. As my mother would say, I was smitten. I still am.”

“That’s comforting to hear.”

“Christmas with you last year was the best of my life.”

“Except for the Christmas you got the red racer.”

“Well, that was my second-best Christmas.”

“And this year?”

“When Christmas comes, I’ll let you know.”

“You do that,” Emily whispered, raising her glass in a toast to the most wonderful Christmas gift of her life.

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