We'll Always Have Christmas by Jenny Hale

Author:Jenny Hale [Hale, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786812636
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2017-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Noelle was so thankful for her family. In the end, that was what mattered the most. Lucas was growing up feeling that his grandparents’ home was as comfortable and familiar as his own, and he enjoyed spending time there. That was the kind of atmosphere she wanted for her son, and maybe they wouldn’t have a big family, maybe this was it for her—just the two of them—but it was good. As she’d tended to William today, her mind had wandered to the rift between him and Alex, and she was so grateful that she had her family to count on.

She was the first to arrive at the restaurant after work. With Lucas choosing to make a gingerbread house at her parents’ instead of coming with her, she sat alone, her knee bouncing under the table; she was full of nervous energy, despite the ridiculously early start at her parents’ this morning. She’d left Alex with a sinking feeling and she couldn’t bear all this alone—it had ramped her up all day. She needed to tell someone what had been going on—all of it. She’d spent the rest of the day thinking about Alex, how he made her feel, and how the universe seemed to be against their relationship.

She needed her support group. They’d been wonderful, coming out for her so much in the past few days, and she couldn’t have gone through this without them. Hopefully, they’d have some words of wisdom tonight. Heidi would have the family interest in mind, keeping her level-headed; Jo would be practical and tell her exactly what she thought; and Phoebe would speak from her heart, hopefully assuring her it would all be okay.

She’d arrived early, and she knew exactly what drinks to order her two best friends and her sister. Jo liked a glass of white, house wine acceptable; Phoebe was always a dry martini; and Heidi liked a white Russian when she was out on the town. Noelle, feeling low despite the evening out, tried to lighten her mood with a cranberry Christmas cocktail. The waitress set the drinks down and lit the candle in the center of the table.

The restaurant’s main lights were dimmed for the dinner hour, little lamps on the wall illuminating every table. The doorways and windows were dripping with fresh Christmas garlands and candles in glass jars flickered on the windowsills. Groups of people gathered at tables in their Christmas dresses and festivities, laughter and the buzz of conversation filling the air.

How had December turned out this way? Noelle didn’t want to feel sorry for herself, but she couldn’t believe that she was in this position. She had no idea what to do next.

Phoebe entered the dining room, waving madly, a big smile on her face and a brightly wrapped package under her arm. She plopped it on the table next to her martini. “Oh!” she said, lifting it to her lips before she’d even finished taking her coat off. “You are fabulous.” She sat down and wriggled into a comfortable position, scooting her chair under the table.

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