December 30 is approaching, and the release of Resolutions for an Arbitrary Holiday with it, so I thought I’d remind you to pre-order it if you haven’t already.
Two strangers, a twisted ankle, an ancient stone ship, and a New Year’s Eve they’ll never forget
Petter sneaks out of the New Year’s party he didn’t want to go to and treks to an old burial site he’s dying to see. Alone. Without telling anyone on a freezing December night. Without cell service…a huge problem when he twists his ankle.
Someone passes by Isak’s house on the path leading to the stone ship. When the person never returns, Isak worries and sets off to investigate. What he finds is Petter, a pack of sparklers, and an instant connection.
Under a starry sky, they learn they have a lot in common. Will the attraction burn hot and fizzle out like the fireworks going off over their heads when they return to the real world? Or will it deepen, grow, and turn into something real? Something everlasting like the stone ship?
Happy Wednesday! How have you been? Are you enjoying December? Have you made time for yourself to read and relax, or are you stuck in the Holiday Hurricane? I hope you’re enjoying the holiday fun here at the blog and that you’ve found something to read. Or discovered an old book you’d already read and forgotten about, and decided to re-read it.
Today, my recommendation is one of my own books 🙂
This is the story for you if you’re in the mood for:
established couple 👨❤️👨
ugly Christmas tree 🌲🍿
Southern insults 🤬
creative gifts 💍
heart-melting romance ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
It’s the story for you if you want to read about two young men who’ve loved each other since they were boys, who are struggling financially but don’t let them stop them to be happy together, who are standing up for each other and putting each other first. It’s the story of an ugly Christmas tree that’s more loved than any pretty Disney-esque tree could ever be, and how to take what you’ve got and work with it. And love. First and foremost, it’s a story about love.
He abandoned the worn sneakers and knee-walked over to check the item. It wasn’t very big, so he got down on all fours to see better. It was a ball: a little bigger than a ping-pong ball and wrapped in newspaper. It hadn’t been there yesterday when they’d gone to bed, so Ellis must have sneaked it under the tree this morning.
He sat back on his heels and his hand flew to his mouth. Ellis had gotten him a gift for Christmas! Tears welled up in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks. He didn’t wipe them away; he just sat there. Staring at the newspaper-covered ball.
What could it be?
He threw himself on his stomach and crawled as close as he could while making sure not to tangle his hair in the low-hanging branches. A message, scrawled with a red marker in Ellis’s almost illegible writing greeted him: merry xmass boo. Next to the writing, he’d also drawn a small, crooked heart, with one arch much bigger than the other.
Casey couldn’t keep his hands off it. He traced the heart with his finger, wanting nothing more than to tear off the paper and see what Ellis had gotten him. But of course he didn’t.