My sister used to be so enamored of freshly fallen snow that she’d erupt in anger if some neighborhood kid dared cut through our front yard."Hey!” she’d yell out the door. “Stop messing up our snow!”
I understood her stance on the unsightliness of footprints except I’d rather there be no snow at all. Give me sun and sand over the cold and snow any day.
Except Christmas Day.
I’m as much a sucker for a White Christmas as anyone else. Maybe more so. I even write about it. Without snow, The Christmas Gift would be a very short book. Here’s how it would go. Krista Novak would still be tricked into coming home to Pennsylvania for the holidays by her mother. She’d still discover the man she’d loved and left now lived next door. Then she’d get on a plane and go back to Europe.
The snow drives the plot. It won’t stop falling, resulting in Krista’s return flights being repeatedly cancelled. She can’t leave her former home town. More importantly, she can’t run away from Alex Costas. Not again.
The Christmas Gift is based on a real-life story, by the way. Well, at least the snow part of it is. When back-to-back blizzards blanketed the Northeast with record snowfall a few years back, my flights kept getting cancelled, too. The photo at the top of this blog shows the way my street and mailbox looked after 32 inches of snow fell. Don’t you think my sister would appreciate the pristine nature of the snow? Oh, I wasn’t there to see it. I was stranded — in South Florida.
So here’s my question. If you had to be stranded somewhere, where would it be? Would it make any difference if it were Christmas Day? Or, if you don’t celebrate Christmas, New Year’s Day? Remember if you post a comment before Nov. 30, you’re eligible to win a Kindle and a $25 Amazon gift card.