Mayhem In Christmas River: A Christmas Cozy Mystery (Christmas River Cozy, Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
And that night, he came out of nowhere, making it four. We were in our old backyard, in the house I lived in until I was 13 years old It was summer. A stand of feathery aspen trees danced in the soft breeze, their bright green-apple leaves electric in the late afternoon sun. I was only eight years old. “Hey, kid. Catch!” I looked up from the book I was reading, finding a white, stitched softball flying at me.I caught it just in time. I looked up. He was smiling. One of the few times I ever remember him smiling. He looked dirty and disheveled, the way he usually did when he came back from his job. But he was happy today, the way he usually wasn’t after coming back home from the mill. I remember back then, it was like my whole world revolved around him. When he was upset, I felt upset. When he’d come home and get in fights with my mom, I’d feel horrible. But on the few occasions that he came home and he was happy, my whole world lit up like a Christmas tree. “I thought I could teach you how to play,”
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