*Suey @ It's All About Books
*Jenn @ Jenn's Bookshelves
*Leslie @ Under My Apple Tree
*Julie @ Anglers Rest
Kim @ Life in the Little Nest
Today's special shout out of thanks goes to Suey from It's All About Books as this is her fifth year of participating in the tour. Thank you for your contributions over the last 5 tours and your support Suey! Kelly and I really appreciate it!
Today's quote comes from a story by Jill Shalvis called Kissing Santa Claus which is in the Small Town Christmas anthology.
From outside her office and down the hall, there was only silence. The party had emptied out, leaving her alone in the building. Tomorrow night, Christmas Eve, everyone in town would be here for the annual Christmas parade, Santa would head up in the same 1972 Buick convertible, aka rust bucket, that they'd been using for years. The evening would culminate at the end of the pier, with all the kids lining up to sit on Santa's lap so they could whisper their holiday wish.
Sandy's wish, if anyone had asked, would be that Anderson hadn't caught the flu so he could play Santa as planned. She'd tried to get a last minute replacement, oh how she'd tried. But Jax Cullen, Lucky Harbor's mayor, was master of ceremonies of the parade. Ford Walker and resident hottie had taken his new fiancee to Palm Springs for a holiday getaway. Sandy's third and final choice, Sherriff Sawyer Thompson, was going to be on duty at the parade, handling crowd control.
There was no one else to ask, which panicked Sandy. No one but her... She took her roll of town clerk very seriously...but this was going over and above the call of duty. Yet all she could think of was the kids of Lucky Harbor, and how disappointed they'd be without Santa. Dammit. She sighed and took one last look at herself. She did actually look a little bit like Santa, albeit a very short one.