Chapters (25)
- Cover
- The Christmas Basket
- Other titles by Debbie Macomber now available wherever Harlequin ebooks are sold:
- Dedication
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter One
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Two
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Three
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Four
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Five
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Six
- NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
- Chapter Seven
- A NOTE FROM NOELLE McDOWELL
- Chapter Eight
- Women’s Century Club Rose, Oregon
- Chapter Nine
- Sarah McDowell
- About the Author
- Copyright
She could see the “About Town” headline already. Manager Expels Sarah McDowell From Value-X After Cat Fight. Although technically, she supposed, it should be Dog Fight.
She had no doubt that Mary Sutton would use the power of the press to complete her embarrassment.
NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
December
19 11:30 p.m.
I can’t believe it! Even now, when it’s long past time for bed, I’m wide-awake and so furious, any chance of falling asleep is impossible. I doubt if anyone could do a better job of looking like a world-class idiot. Right there in the theater, with my little sister at my side, I behaved like a juvenile.
I’ve worked hard to be a positive influence on Carley. I take my role as oldest sister very seriously. Then I go and pull a stunt like this. Adding insult to injury is the fact that I then had to face Thom, knowing he was completely aware of what a fool I’d made of myself.
Speaking of Thom…no, I don’t want to think about him. First the airplane and now this! I’d sincerely hoped he’d be married with a passel of kids. I wanted him to be so completely out of the picture that I’d never need to think about him again. Instead—just my luck—he’s single, eligible and drop-dead handsome. Life can be brutally unfair.
One good thing that came from all this is the long conversation I had with Carley after the movie. She’s young and idealistic, much the same way I was at her age. We talked some more about Mom and Mrs. Sutton. It’s really a very sad feud. I told her what good friends our two families used to be. The telling brought up a lot of memories. At one time, our families did everything together.
Thom was the first boy ever to kiss me. We were both sixteen. Wow! I still remember how good it felt. I don’t remember what movie was playing and I doubt Thom does, either. That kiss was really something, even though we had no idea what we were doing. There was a purity to it, an innocence. His lips stayed on mine for mere seconds, but somehow we knew. I certainly did, and I thought Thom did, too.
It’s funny how much it hurts to think about the way he deceived me. I try not to dwell on it. But I can’t help myself, especially now….
Chapter Three
“I’ve never been so humiliated in my life!” Thom’s mother sagged into the chair across from his desk as if she were experiencing a fainting spell. The back of her hand went to her forehead and she closed her eyes. “I’ll never be able to look those people in the eye again,” she wailed. “Never!”