Back Snowfall in the City
Chapters (59)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
  7. The St. James Affair
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Candlelight Christmas
  24. Part One
  25. No-Process-Pickles
  26. Prologue
  27. Part Two
  28. Massive Spaghetti Feed
  29. Chapter One
  30. Chapter Two
  31. Chapter Three
  32. Part Three
  33. Beer-Cheese-Spread
  34. Chapter Four
  35. Part Four
  36. Eggnog Pancakes with Whiskey Butter
  37. Chapter Five
  38. Chapter Six
  39. Chapter Seven
  40. Chapter Eight
  41. Part Five
  42. Maple Bacon Bread Pudding
  43. Chapter Nine
  44. Chapter Ten
  45. Chapter Eleven
  46. Part Six
  47. Walking Dead Sugar Cookies
  48. Chapter Twelve
  49. Part Seven
  50. Seductive Hot Chocolate
  51. Chapter Thirteen
  52. Chapter Fourteen
  53. Chapter Fifteen
  54. Chapter Sixteen
  55. Chapter Seventeen
  56. Chapter Eighteen
  57. Chapter Nineteen
  58. Epilogue
  59. Excerpt from The Apple Orchard by Susan Wiggs

Now they simply expected him to screw up no matter what he did, no matter how much time had passed.

“It’s working out,” he said. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to lose my shirt. I’d never do that to Charlie.”

“Dad thinks owning a ski resort is a guy’s fantasy, like owning a sports bar or building hot rods,” India explained to Darcy. “Fun to pursue, but no way to make a living.”

“Anything that’s fun is immediately suspect, right, Dad?” asked China.

“Girls,” her mother said. “That’s no way to talk to your father.”

Logan glanced over at Darcy. “Aren’t you glad you’re here? Lucky you, getting a ringside seat to our family feud.”

She laughed. “Sounds more or less like my own family, except we’ve got more girls.” She turned to Logan’s father. “My firm brought one of our biggest clients to Saddle Mountain for a photo shoot. It was fantastic. I can understand why anyone would be suspicious that something so much fun could also be profitable.”

“I see,” said Al. “And how did the shoot turn out?”

“One of the best we’ve done all year. The client was thrilled, and Saddle Mountain gets a lot of exposure.”

“You should show us the footage,” said India. “We’d all like to see.”

“I don’t know...” Darcy ducked her head.

Logan was intrigued to see her acting reluctant about it. “Come on,” he said. “It’ll give everybody a preview of the resort.”

She hesitated. “It’s very commercial, aimed at selling gear.”

“But it was filmed right here,” said Logan.

“Okay, does your TV have a USB port?” When he nodded, she said, “I’ll be right back.”

Nice one, thought Logan as she fetched her wallet and pulled out a USB drive. She’d managed to deflect the conversation about resort finance by getting everyone to shift gears.

“All right,” she said, “barring any technical difficulties...” She slotted in the thumb drive.

“Did you really bring work with you?” Logan’s mother scolded.

“Just a little,” said Darcy. “There’s a big outdoor retailer trade show in January, so I’ve got some deadlines.” Logan switched on the TV with the remote, and the client’s logo came up along with adrenaline-pumped music. “This is a montage with video that will be featured on the client’s website and in their retail stores. It’s going to go live this weekend.”