Release Date: 12.15.2017
At 28, it's bad to be single. After four years of relationship struggles, Cat is ready to try anything.
That's when her friend tells her about her class' Dear Santa letters. One little boy asked for a new mommy, and she suggests Cat meets the kid's dad, just to see where things go. Cat figures it can't hurt...until she meets a stranger in the midst of a car accident. The man is handsome with a sad look in his eyes. He still wears a wedding band and she’s not sure his heart’s available, even if he makes her heart race. But, maybe he’s a widower? Cat wonders if she should resign herself to being an old maid, or whether she could possibly be the answer to a little boy's Christmas wish, unless there’s a third option – a future with the stranger.
I've really enjoyed this novella.It is short and sweet.
I would have liked it to be longer because I adored the characters and how they come together during Christmas time.
I had a permanent smile on my face while reading Angelina Kerner words,Follow the Snowflakes put me in a festive mood I can't wait to party.
December 17th, 2017
When I eventually return to read my entries in my old age, I'll always remember just how miserable I was in December of 2017. I should have had a diary when I was a teen; then it would have been funny to re-read what I went through back then. When I was in high school, I didn't have many friends. In fact, my mother introduced me to a girl on the day of orientation.
Here's the story:
Mom parked her car, and we got out. She began looking for all the gathered students outside of the gymnasium. I knew no one at the high school and Mom knew that too. It was mainly because I finished middle school in a different district and at that moment, I was not happy about the move. I gazed at the students and my Mom. She had that glint in her eyes that said a plan was forming and I could do nothing to stop it. After a minute, she motioned me to follow her and I did, just like the good girl that I was. We walked up to two girls. One had long brown hair and was wearing a loose shirt and long skirt, while the other had short blonde hair, glasses and wore a tiger t-shirt with jeans. Mom told them how it would be nice for them to take little old me into their friendship. They said ‘sure,' and she just left me there.
You see Diary? Now those are memories. Memories of dating an engaged guy at 28, is not as good as that one, huh?
If you're wondering, I couldn't really make friends with the long skirt. She and I were too different. She was very opinionated, and I couldn't hold a conversation without being confused. The glasses girl and I stayed friends until the first year of college. We grew apart after she moved away. I did hear from her once. She congratulated me on my degree. It was random. She sounded happy, and she met her life partner. I was happy for her, but that conversation didn't rekindle the friendship that lasted for five years.
Now, I am off to work. Yes, I'm working today, although it's a Sunday. There are branches open on Sundays; I am talking about the ones inside the grocery stores. My friend, Jessica, who's a manager at one, called me to cover for her today because she has a cold. I couldn't say no, so I need to go. Oh, and she told me to buy her crew breakfast! At least, we're only open until 2 pm today.
PS: Buy those groceries TONIGHT, or you'll be eating Chinese noodles, and not the take-out ones.