Cassandra Baines was the quintessential New Yorker-a study in contradictions, a mix of urban polish and take-no-crap attitude. Give Kara a kiss and a belly rub for me, okay? Bye!” With one last wave and a blown kiss, Cass was back in traffic, a cab driver offering his opinion of her driving with a raised finger and a blare of his horn. New York may have been home at one time, but now it held only bad memories. “If you let another decade go before visiting us again, I will hunt you down and kill you.”Įlena hugged back but made no promises. ’Tis the season for checkbook abuse.” Cass walked around the car and grabbed her in a tight hug. My checkbook will never recover.” From the car, she hauled two shopping bags that strained their handles. “Laney, I am so glad you finally joined us this year.” Cassandra gave her a reproving look.
It was all exactly the way she remembered. The crowds, the traffic, the smell of street vendor chestnuts floating on the cold December air. Enjoy an Excerpt →Įlena Larsen stood beside her friend’s Zipcar and took a good look around. He doesn’t put much faith in signs but even he starts to believe Elena is his absolution. There’s something about Elena that pulls him in. Lucas knows better than to make plans with a woman who will soon be leaving, yet can’t help himself. He spends his days working in the Financial District and his evenings volunteering and it’s almost enough to help him forget what he did. For her, it means only one thing - even beyond the grave, her mother can never forgive Elena for breaking her heart.įor Lucas, New York is hallowed ground that he can never leave. When Elena discovers Lucas is the boy who gave her that crystal snowflake all those years ago, she can’t accept it as the sign Lucas believes it to be.
But those plans go awry when she meets Lucas Adair, a man whose own grief and guilt just might rival her own. Agreeing to help her sister prepare for her baby’s birth seems like a good way to spend Christmas and Elena vows not to let the monstrous guilt that weighs on her heart ruin everything. Since losing her mom, Elena Larsen hasn’t set foot in New York City - until now. The boy pressed a crystal snowflake ornament into the girl’s hand and disappeared into the crowd, unaware that his simple act of kindness saved her from the guilt that threatened to consume her. Thirteen years ago, two teens met on the ramp to Ground Zero, on a cold and snowy day, strangers bonding in a moment of grief.
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