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A cool breeze slips over us when we get outside and I watch her shiver slightly. “Are you sure that jacket is thick enough?”
“Yep, the wind is just a little bitter today.”
“For sure.”
“Oh, right. Let me…” She moves around me after I close the door to lock it. Her keys jingle as she tries to get them in the lock. Her hands shake slightly, and I wonder if it's the same nerves I’m feeling right now.
After the second try, I offer my assistance. “Need any help over there?”
“Nope, I think I’ve finally… there. Got it.” I hear the lock click and we’re good to go. Turning around, she looks at my SUV. “This thing is huge. Why do you need such a big car?”
“Dealt with a lot of snow where I used to live. Guess I just kind of got used to having it and kept it after I moved here.”
“Makes sense. So, you’re new to the area?”
“Yeah, my family moved here a couple of years ago and I decided it was time for a change in my life.”
“When did you move here?”
“A couple of months ago.”
“Wait, so you have no idea how much Whiskey Run dives into Christmas?”
“Not a clue.”
“Well, then. Let me be your Christmas host elf when it comes to showing you around for all the big Yuletide events.”
“I don’t know… I’m not really into Christmas these days.”
“You what? I refuse to take that as an excuse. How about this? I’ll show you around to all the main events and if you don’t like the first three, then we don’t have to do anymore?”
“With that offer, how can I refuse?”
“Good, it’s settled. You’re stuck with me for the next two and a half weeks.” She claps her hands and laughs.
I quirk an eyebrow. “What makes you so sure that I’ll like the first three events?”
Her eyes widen before she speaks again. “How could you not? It’s Christmas. It’s cheery. Everyone deserves to have the most magical Christmas, and what better way than your own personal tour guide? I know all the places to stop.”
“Okay, we’ll do it.”
“Good.”
“You weren’t going to take no for an answer were you?”
“Not a chance.”
Slipping in front of her, I rush to grab the door before she can. “Here let me grab it.” I almost shout.
She puts up her hands with a giggle. “Okay, if you insist.”
“I do insist.”
I bend down and lift her effortlessly into the SUV, and then run to the other side to get in. Cranking on the heat, I turn it full blast. Looking to Willow, I ask, “I’m going to need you to give me directions. I have no clue where I’m going.”
“Okay… back out and turn right down Willowby Lane, take a left on Mistletoe Drive, and it’ll be about a mile and a half down the road on the right-hand side. You can’t miss it. It’s a huge farm full of trees.”
“So, close. Why do you get your tree delivered if you live within ten minutes of the farm?”
