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  1. Cover
  2. The Christmas Basket
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  4. Dedication
  5. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  6. Chapter One
  7. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  8. Chapter Two
  9. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  10. Chapter Three
  11. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  12. Chapter Four
  13. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  14. Chapter Five
  15. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  16. Chapter Six
  17. NOELLE McDOWELL’S JOURNAL
  18. Chapter Seven
  19. A NOTE FROM NOELLE McDOWELL
  20. Chapter Eight
  21. Women’s Century Club Rose, Oregon
  22. Chapter Nine
  23. Sarah McDowell
  24. About the Author
  25. Copyright

“No, I don’t keep track of your visits. Frankly, I couldn’t care less.”

“That’s fine by me.” Having the last word was important, no matter how inane it was.

The luggage cart came around and she grabbed her briefcase from the top and made for the interior of the small airport. Her flight had landed early, which meant that her parents probably hadn’t arrived yet. At least her luck was consistent—all bad. One thing was certain: the instant Thom caught sight of her mother and father, he’d make himself scarce.

He removed his own briefcase and started into the terminal less than two feet behind her. Because of his long legs, he quickly outdistanced her. Refusing to let him pass her, Noelle hurried ahead, practically trotting.

“Don’t you think you’re being a little silly?” he asked.

“About what?” She blinked, hoping to convey a look of innocence.

“Never mind.” He smiled, which infuriated her further.

“No, I’m serious,” she insisted. “What do you mean?”

He simply shook his head and turned toward the baggage claim area. They were the first passengers to get there. Noelle stood on one side of the conveyor belt and Thom on the other. He ignored her and she tried to pretend he’d never been born.

That proved to be impossible because ten years ago Thom Sutton had ripped her heart right out.

For most of their senior year of high school, Thom and Noelle had been in love; they’d also managed to hide that fact from their parents. Sneaking out of her room at night, meeting him after school and passing notes to each other had worked quite effectively.

Then they’d argued about their mothers and the ongoing feud between Sarah and Mary. They’d soon made up, however, realizing that what really mattered was their love. Because they were both eighteen and legally entitled to marry without parental consent, they’d decided to elope. It’d been Thom’s suggestion. According to him, it was the only way they could get married, since the parents on both sides would oppose their wishes and try to put obstacles in their path. But once they were married, he said, they could bring their families together.

Noelle felt mortified now to remember how much she’d trusted Thom. But their whole “engagement” had turned out to be a ploy to humiliate and embarrass her. It seemed Thom was his mother’s son, after all.