Risking It All for Love (A Christmas in Snow Valley Romance) by Kimberley Montpetit

Author:Kimberley Montpetit [Montpetit, Kimberley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Christian Fiction, Romance, romance series
Goodreads: 23439652
Publisher: Spellbound Books
Published: 2014-10-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

The next night I was hurriedly doing the dishes with Mom while Amber and Joanie were jumping around our feet on the kitchen floor, anxious to go hear ‘Twas the Night before Christmas.

“We’re going, we’re going,” I said.

“Hurry and get your coats, Amber and Joanie,” Mom told them. “Dress warm!” She poured dishwasher soap and started the machine’s cycle, then turned to me as I was drying my hands.

“My car is first out the driveway,” I said. “I’ll drive if you’d like.”

“We’d have to move the car seats from Catherine’s van. Let’s just take hers,” Mom said. “Besides, a little bird told me you’re meeting James Douglas at the town square.”

I felt indignant. “Who told you that! Oh, wait. Sam, right? Of course.”

“You can’t keep secrets in this family,” Mom said with a sweet smile.

“That’s not always a good thing,” I told her drily.

She lowered her voice, almost whispering as she looked furtively about the entry hall as we grabbed our coats and hats off the rack. “You want to be available in case he’d like to drive you home afterward.”

I made a noise of aggravation in my throat. “I swear, Mom, you say lines like an actress from a 1940s movie.”

“Well, those were very good movie years. Not that I was alive, mind you.”

“Boys, I mean, men—guys—and girls, do not play hard to get anymore. We’re more open and honest.”

She lifted an eyebrow, letting me know she didn’t believe that a bit. “I’ll keep that in mind, but the male and female species are not much different now than they were through the history of time. I did a paper on that in college—”

I cut her off. “My mother, the history major. Can we just go already?”

Within minutes we were passing the church again. I was sitting in the back seat of Catherine’s van squished next to two car seats. Mom was in the front passenger seat. Sam had managed to find a ride with a friend and had disappeared like a ghost behind a camera lens.

I cursed myself for not taking my own car. I’d given up my potential freedom. Coming with my family meant staying until they wanted to leave.

Dad was one of Santa’s “helpers” tonight. As the town dentist he volunteered for a lot of charity work, my mother, too. Which kept them busy and off my back during much of the year except for our weekly phone calls. Tomorrow was the biggie. The hospital fundraiser. I planned to stay home under an afghan with a stack of movies and the television remote.

Of course, every time we had to go into town or up or down Main, we passed the church. Tonight the sign read: Prayer: Wireless Connection to God with no Roaming Fees.

Mom turned around in her seat, the street lights glowing off her face. “I was just thinking that the church sign is so apropos, Jessica,” she murmured. We all need God in our life.”

“How do you know what I need?” I practically snapped.

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