Dara was gaining strength daily, and would finish therapy the first week of January and return to work. Disability paid for the basics – lights, phone, water, trash collection, and she’d never bought anything on credit, refusing to dig herself into a hole she’d never escape once it got started.
She went to the closet and pulled down a box with a ball, crayons, paper, and three books. A friend had brought over a few things as well. This wasn’t the grand Christmas she had wanted for her daughter, but all the other valuables had been sold. There was nothing left but her wedding ring.
She didn’t wear it. Removing it had been part of saying good-bye to Jack.
They said it would help, and it had. Sort of. But not much.
Dara sank into one of the kitchen chairs and put her face in her hands.
Sometime later, when the doorbell rang, she grabbed a paper towel and dried her eyes. The clock over the stove said nine o’clock. Who would be calling at this hour on Christmas Eve? She stuffed the wet towel in her robe pocket on the way to the door.
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A Romance for Christmas by Kayelle Allen
A sweet holiday romance showcasing love, loss, and the spirit of giving.
Can you fall in love again when the love of your life has gone?
On Christmas Eve, the love of Dara’s life passed away in a tragic accident, leaving Dara with their three-year-old daughter. Though insurance paid for the basics, there wasn’t much left. Now it’s Christmas Eve again, there’s no money for a tree, and everything Dara loves has been sold to survive.
A knock on the door reveals a cop, with a gift that will change her entire life.
A romance full of hope, so sweet there’s not even a kiss…