1225 Christmas Tree Lane. Debbie Macomber

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      And each other.

      The snow had stopped falling, and the grounds were so pristine and lovely, they could’ve been on a book cover. Or a Christmas card. The evergreens were daubed with snow, giving them a flocked look that was more beautiful than anything Beth could reproduce with the sticky artificial stuff her crew applied to the more elaborately decorated trees in the shop.

      “We’re back,” Bruce Peyton said as he approached Beth. “And this time, we’re definitely going home with a tree.”

      His pregnant wife, Rachel, looked so much better than she had two weeks ago. Beth had learned later that Rachel was hospitalized with food poisoning that same evening. Bruce’s teenage daughter, Jolene, was with them today, as she’d been before.

      “Are all the best trees taken?” the girl asked, her eyes wide with concern.

      She had a point. The trees closer to the house had been thinned out, but there were still a number of excellent spruces and firs in the far lot. “Not to worry,” she assured Jolene. “I always save the best for last.” She handed the girl a cup of warm cocoa. “If you’d like, I’ll have my foreman take you to the back twenty in the ATV and you can see for yourself.”

      “Really?”

      “Really,” Beth confirmed. She led them over to Jeff, made introductions and gave him Jolene’s request.

      The ATVs were built for two, so Jeff took one and Jolene climbed on behind him. Bruce took the second vehicle. Rachel looked at the hard seat, then eyed the dirt road speculatively.

      “I think I’ll stay here and visit with Beth while you two choose the tree.”

      “You can’t,” Jolene said loudly. “You have to help pick out the tree. That’s the most fun part.”

      “I’m just not sure I’m up to this.”

      “Let me take you for a test run,” Bruce suggested.

      Rachel remained hesitant, then nodded. “Okay, but don’t be upset if I decide to stay back.”

      “I won’t,” Bruce said.

      “I really want you to come with us,” Jolene insisted.

      “I know, honey. I will next year. I’ll come with you and your little sister. Don’t forget, it’ll be her very first Christmas.”

      Jolene hugged her quickly. “Okay.”

      Ten minutes later, Rachel was sitting in the office, drinking a bottle of apple juice as Beth finished her paperwork.

      “I doubt they’ll be long,” Beth told her. “The trees there are gorgeous, especially with this afternoon’s snow.”

      “I hope Bruce and Jolene don’t go overboard and choose the biggest tree on the farm.”

      Beth chuckled. “Jeff knows that people look at a tree and have no idea how large it is until they try to get it in the house. He’ll keep them realistic.”

      “Oh, good. Jolene loves Christmas.” Rachel leaned back in her chair. “I consider this our first real Christmas as a family. We were married last year but I was so busy cleaning and moving that it didn’t feel very Christmassy.”

      “There seem to be a lot of firsts for your family,” Beth said gently.

      “I agree. It hasn’t been a smooth transition for us, but everything’s come together in the past couple of weeks.”

      “I’m glad,” Beth said. She wasn’t entirely sure what Rachel meant. Busy though she’d been, when the Peytons originally came for their tree, Beth couldn’t help noticing the tension between Rachel and Jolene. The change in attitude, particularly on Jolene’s part, was encouraging.

      Twenty minutes later, the two ATVs roared into the yard. As soon as the engine was shut off, Jolene leaped off the back of her father’s vehicle and raced toward Rachel.

      “We found the most beautiful tree,” she said excitedly. “It’s just perfect.”

      “Where is it?” Rachel asked, laughing at Jolene’s unabashed enthusiasm.

      “You should’ve seen her,” Bruce said, joining them. “Jolene was like a rabbit, hopping from one tree to the next.”

      “Dad, you’re embarrassing me,” the girl protested, but not too vigorously. In fact, it looked as if a smile was permanently affixed to her face.

      “Exactly where is this wonderful, perfect Christmas tree?” Rachel asked again.

      “Jeff’s going back in the pickup for it now,” Bruce explained. He reached into his pocket for his wallet. “While he’s doing that, I’ll pay for the tree and get out the rope so we can tie it to the top of the car.”

      “When we take it home, we’re all going to decorate it together,” Jolene said happily.

      “My girls and I do that,” Beth told her. “I always decorate several trees, but I leave one undecorated so the four … three of us can do it together once they’re home from college.”

      Jolene looked at her father and Rachel. “Will you wait for me when I’m in college, too?”

      “You bet,” Rachel said, raising one thumb.

      That seemed to satisfy the teenager. “It won’t be that long, you know.”

      “No need to rush it,” Bruce commented.

      The phone rang, and since Jeff was busy, Beth grabbed it. “Cedar Cove Tree Farm,” she said. “Beth speaking.”

      “Oh, Beth, I’m so glad I caught you.”

      It was her friend, Grace Harding, the head librarian who’d adopted a golden-retriever mix from the previous batch of puppies. She sounded harried.

      “What can I do for you, Grace?” Beth asked.

      “We need a small tree.”

      “How small?”

      “One that’ll fit in a hotel room. It’s for a family who just arrived in town. Friends of ours.”

      “Sure. I can have Jeff cut one for you and deliver it myself.”

      “Oh, would you? I know this is last-minute, but these are two special friends who once rented our house on Rosewood Lane. That was years ago—but Ian’s in the navy and it looks like they’re moving back. They have two children. They’re only here for a few days, but I can’t bear the thought of them spending Christmas in Cedar Cove without a tree.”

      “I’m on it,” Beth said. “Don’t worry, I’ll see to everything, including lights and decorations. Shall I bring СКАЧАТЬ