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    A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy)
    A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy)
    A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy)
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    A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy)

    By Lisa Pendergrass

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    At eight-years-old, Lola's life took a precarious turn when a car wreck and her mother's trip to rehab results in an elaborate dream that found Lola in a real-life Christmas village and witness to the budding romance of Dr. Josh and Kellany. Years later Lola's life is far from the idyllic romance she envisioned in Snowy Pines. Her marriage is in trouble and she's spending Christmas without her five-year-old son and with her mother. A late-night drive home from the hospital where Lola works as a nurse turns suddenly dangerous and Lola awakes in a familiar hospital room... the same one she was in as an eight-year-old girl in Snowy Pines. Now her husband is here and has no recollection of the problems plaguing them back home, her son has never been born and no one she met as a child remembers anything about her. It's only when a friend from her past makes it to town that she realizes that she's been given a unique gift - a slice of her life outside of her life - a chance to find out exactly where to go next. But between missing her son, falling helplessly in love with her husband and spending her days in a Christmas village come to life Lola wonders how she'll ever figure out what it is she's supposed to learn during A Trip Back to Snowy Pines.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLisa Pendergrass
    Release dateSep 11, 2015
    ISBN9781310508240
    A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy)
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    Lisa Pendergrass

    An insomniac since birth, my earliest memories are of lying in bed at night and making up stories to keep myself entertained. Anytime life got dull, I'd create my own adventure in my mind and suddenly I could be anyone, anywhere. It seemed only natural that those characters who've been bouncing around my own personal make believe world, would eventually find their way to the pages of a book. Each of my characters has a beloved life of their own, and the stories I'm telling about them are just the windows into their adventures.

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      A Trip Back to Snowy Pines (Book II in the Christmas Village Trilogy) - Lisa Pendergrass

      A Trip Back to Snowy Pines

      Lisa Pendergrass

      Copyright 2015 by Lisa Pendergrass

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      A Trip Back to Snowy Pines

      This book is dedicated to the idea that we all have angels who come into our lives just when we need them. Thank you to one of my favorite Christmas movies – It’s A Wonderful Life for all the quotes that make it a movie that is part of our lives! A Trip Back to Snowy Pines

      Chapter 1

      "You look at me as if you don’t know me." … Mary Hatch

      December 21st

      It’s Christmas Lola. Why don’t you just come with us?

      Lola McCauley looked at her husband Chris and she knew he meant it. She knew nothing would make him happier than for her to take his hand and follow him and Ethan out to the car to spend Christmas together… a family. But Christ didn’t know everything. And most of all he didn’t know that them being together was the last thing on earth that Lola wanted to happen. So instead of taking his hand she shook her head and said the well-rehearsed mantra she’d chanted to herself for the days. No I really shouldn’t. The of the term temporary separation are clear. He’s yours until Christmas morning. I’ll see him later than day. He’s been so excited about this ski trip.

      He’s not going to be excited when he realizes you’re not going to be with us. Chris argued.

      You’re his father. He’ll be fine. Besides, he has to get used to this. She explained, looking back him to watch their chubby five-year-old son Ethan running in the yard with the neighbor’s dog.

      Chris shrugged and turns to watch him as well. Lo, I made one stupid, thoughtless mistake, but you’re the love of my life. I have no intentions of getting used to a life that doesn’t include us spending out lives together raising our son as a family.

      It’s not that simple… and it isn’t only your decision.

      Lola watched his face fall and hated herself a little. When he looked sad like this he looked exactly like the sweet faced fourteen-year old who’d moved in across the street from her when she was eleven. Sometimes it seemed she must have loved him on sight. Other times she wonders if she ever loved him at all. Maybe they were just two stupid kids who enjoyed making out and thought they could build a life together based on that alone.

      Come on daddy, let’s go! Ethan begged tugging on Chris’s hand.

      They looked so much alike it sometimes knocked the wind out of her. They have the same wavy, chestnut-brown hair, the same natural olive skin that turns to a flawless copper-tone tan at the first hint of sunshine, and the same golden-brown eyes that looked like sparkling topaz when they’re happy, and like melted chocolate ice cream when they’re sad.

      See, listen to our son. Time’s a wasting. She said motioning toward the driveway.

      Chris looked down at Ethan and said, Did you kiss Grandma Goodbye?

      Ethan wrinkles his nose and Lola stepped in to his defense. Mom’s asleep. No need to wake her. She leaned down and looked at him and the fact that she was about to go one solid week without seeing him, especially at Christmas, was almost enough to make her cave and go with them. He’d never been away from her for more than a night and now they would be apart for four days. It suddenly felt like too much.

      Okay, so I’ll talk to you every day and you’ll send me lots of pictures, right? She asked, fighting to keep the tears from her voice, and for the first time Ethan looked like he was questioning whether he wanted to do this.

      I’ll miss you a whole lot, mommy.

      You and daddy will be having way too much fun to miss me. And I’ll see you on Christmas day. Santa will come see you with daddy and with me.

      Why can’t he just see me all at the same time?" He asks, rubbing his ear. When Lola first graduated from nursing school and began working it was on the night shift so she put one of Chris’s old baseball jerseys that had become her sleep shirt in Ethan’s crib so he would be comforted by her scent. By the time he was three he dragged it everywhere, and rubbed his ears with it when he was upset. He finally let it go a little over a year ago, but when he’s upset he still tended to rub his ears.

      "Come on

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