Cozy Christmas
For the first time in years, Christmas brings hope to Bygones, Kansas. But for Josh Barton, Main Street’s coffee shop owner, it brings back sad memories he’d rather forget.He’s a new man, with a new life and faith now. Still, he hides a huge part of himself from his neighbors—and one very inquisitive reporter. Whitney Leigh seems determined to uncover the mystery of the town’s recent windfall, and Josh could help her. But that would mean opening up his guarded heart. Could a man who thought family and Christmas were only for others find a forever home where he least expected?
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Season Of Cheer
For the first time in years, Christmas brings hope to Bygones, Kansas. But for Josh Barton, Main Streetâs coffee shop owner, it brings back sad memories heâd rather forget. Heâs a new man, with a new life and faith now. Still, he hides a huge part of himself from his neighborsâand from one very inquisitive reporter. Whitney Leigh seems determined to uncover the mystery of the townâs recent windfall, and Josh could help her. But that would mean opening up his guarded heart. Can a man who thought family and Christmas were only for others find a forever home where he least expects?
The Heart of Main Street: Theyâre rebuilding the town one stepâand heartâat a time.
âDo you have time to talk?â Whitney asked.
âI always have time for my favorite reporter,â Josh said.
Whitney felt a frisson of energy zing up her spine. Of all the new folks, this was the only person whose teasing set her on edge and sometimes made her tremble like dry autumn leaves in a gale.
âMind if I ask you a question first?â Josh said amiably. âSort of turnaboutâs fair play?â
âI guess not. I have a whole list for you.â
He rested his elbows on the table, leaned forward and studied her for a moment. âWhy do you wear those glasses instead of contacts?â
She noticed that he was no longer grinning like a Cheshire cat, so she made a face at him. âThatâs a silly question. I need them to read.â
âTo read? Or as a mask to hide behind?â he asked quietly.
The Heart of Main Street: Theyâre rebuilding
the town one stepâand heartâat a time.
Cozy Christmas by Valerie Hansen
December 2013
VALERIE HANSEN
was thirty when she awoke to the presence of the Lord in her life and turned to Jesus. In the years that followed, she worked with young children, both in church and secular environments. She also raised a family of her own and played foster mother to a wide assortment of furred and feathered critters.
Married to her high school sweetheart, she now lives in an old farmhouse she and her husband renovated with their own hands. She loves to hike the wooded hills behind the house and reflect on the marvelous turn her life has taken. Not only is she privileged to reside among the loving, accepting folks in the breathtakingly beautiful Ozark mountains of Arkansas, she also gets to share her personal faith by telling the stories of her heart for all the Love Inspired Books lines.
Life doesnât get much better than that!
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Immanuel.
âMatthew 1:23
To my husband, Joe, and friend, Karen,
who faithfully read and proof for me. Any remaining mistakes we plan to blame on someone else. And many thanks to Shelley Winchester of the Awesome Coffee Cafe in Salem, AR, for introducing me to the coffee business.
Contents
Chapter One
Whitney Leigh rolled her eyes. âRomance! Itâs getting to be an epidemic.â
Because she was alone in the car she didnât try to temper her frustration. Fortunately, the editor of the Bygones Gazette had instructed her to use a different approach this time. He wanted her to praise the progress of the stores involved in the Save Our Streets redevelopment project to commemorate their sixth-month anniversary. If he had asked her for one more fluff piece about all the engagements, and even a recent marriage, involving those new businesses, she would have screamed. Just thinking about it made her want to.
Parking in front of the Cozy Cup Café and pausing behind the wheel of her vintage, yellow Mustang convertible, she shivered. A warm, wool coat, scarf and gloves were not enough to make up for the lack of insulation provided by the cloth-topped car. Although it was dear to her heart, there was a lot to be said for a thick, solid roof during the winter, particularly in Kansas.
She pulled the ignition key, set the brake and slid out. Myriad Christmas lights twinkled around nearby shop windows and hung from the colorful awnings that fronted the block of renovated stores.
The Save Our Streets merchantsâ decorating committee had wound garlands of holly, tinsel and shiny ornaments around the old-fashioned-looking light standards and topped them with banners heralding the holiday season. Coordinated wreaths decked every store entrance while bouquets of silk poinsettias had replaced real flowers around the bases of the evergreens in the quaint planters along the refurbished street. The whole effect was charming. Welcoming.
However, it was also freezing outside. Whitney leaned in to grab her tote bag, slammed the car door and picked her way cautiously through the dusting of fresh snow toward her current assignment.
