No One Cancels Christmas: The most laugh out loud romantic comedy this Christmas!
You’ve fallen in love with One Day in December now escape to the snowy Canadian Rockies and meet Sarah and Will in this gorgeous Christmas romance…’Tis the season to behave badly…From the USA Today bestselling author of The Wedding Date! It’s the most magical time of the year, and for travel agent Sarah it’s also the busiest! But this year one man threatens to ruin Christmas for Sarah’s customers – Mr Grinch, Will Armstrong.The Shooting Star Mountain resort is a magical place, and Sarah has fond memories of Christmas here as a little girl. But as the resorts new owner, Will refuses to play snowball or to deck the halls with anything remotely resembling jolly!With customers complaining their Christmas is ruined, Sarah decides it’s up to her to convince gorgeous but Scroogey Will just how magical Christmas can be…Readers love Zara’s previous book, The Wedding Date:‘All the fun, love and laughter of a real wedding–but without having to buy a new dress!' Debbie Johnson'The best date I have ever been on…my most favourite book of 2018' Kaisha, The Writing Garnet‘Full of laugh out loud moments’ Sunday Times bestseller Heidi Swain‘The rom com date of the year’ Phillipa Ashley‘This book made me smile from beginning to end, every girl needs a Jake rooting for them’ Jules Wake‘Lovely, warm and witty’ Tilly Tennant‘Makes you laugh out loud, feel joyfully tearful and believe in happy ever afters…I loved it’ Cressida McLaughlin‘A terrific summer romp’ Bella Osborne‘Beautifully charming, deliciously sweet but with an unexpected bite! I loved it!’ Jo Robertson, My Chestnut Reading Tree‘As frothy as a wedding gown and as full of fizz as the very best bubbly’ Emma Reid, Screenwipe‘Has everything I look for in a romantic comedy – romance, comedy, gorgeous man…pure, enjoyable escapism’ Rachel Random Reads
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For my lovely sister Lynn,
who is every bit as generous and kind as her namesake in the story.
Thank you so much for picking up a copy of this book. I hope it makes you smile, laugh, maybe shed a tear, and ultimately feel that warm and fuzzy festive feeling.
Like Sarah, in the story, I love everything about Christmas, but the best part of all is being able to share the season with my family and friends. There’s always that slightly sad moment when I think about the people who are no longer here to share it with – but I know I’m very lucky to be surrounded by so many special people.
I hope you have a wonderful Christmas, wherever you are and whoever you share it with.
Zara x
Dear Ms Hall,
I am not normally the type to complain, but (anybody who says this usually is the type to complain, and the but confirms it) on this occasion I feel compelled.
Over the years we have booked many holidays through your travel agency, and your aunt has always made sure we have had the very best. We have even swapped Christmas cards!
‘And whilst I do not wish to place the blame at your door. . . Ouch! Bloody hell, talk about passive aggressive.’ The voice in my ear makes me jump.
‘Don’t read it out, Sam! It’s bad enough just reading it in my head. Anyway, I thought you were busy booking that cruise for the Nifty Fifty’s Gin Drinkers Association?’
‘I was, but you’ve just ripped that drink coaster into shreds, so I reckoned something was up.’
‘It’s that bloody Will Armstrong again, at the Shooting Star Mountain Resort – I want to strangle him!’ We don’t often get customer complaints, but this particular destination, and its grumpy owner, have been attracting a fair few lately. And this particular complaint hurts more than most because it suggests I’m the one at fault, and I’m not. ‘He’s not happy just sabotaging his own bloody business, he wants to drag us down with him.’
‘Oh, come on, it can’t be that bad. This guy can’t actually damage Making Memories, can he?’
I stab at the screen but can’t trust myself to speak.
‘. . . we find ourselves at a loss at to why you should recommend The Shooting Star Mountain Resort, as it is very clearly overpriced and understaffed. Lynn has always ensured we have value for money, and a fantastic holiday to boot.’
‘To boot?’ Sam interrupts her reading. ‘Who says to boot?’
‘Somebody who isn’t happy at all. Keep reading.’
She does. Out loud, in an ‘irate of the Home Counties’ kind of way.
‘You sound a bit like your mum.’
She ignores me.
‘Quite frankly, our room was disgusting. The sheets whilst clean were unironed.’ Sam pauses again, mid outrage. ‘Unironed? What’s the man talking about? I can’t see how that makes it disgusting, can you? I never iron the sheets; it’s like socks or knickers, who has time to iron things that nobody else ever sees? Do you iron sheets?’
‘Doesn’t Jake see your sheets? And the other bits as well?’
‘Well, yes, but I mean, the wrinkles stretch out, don’t they?’
‘I iron everything. I always find crisp, flat knickers with a seam down the centre hold a certain sexy appeal.’
She stares at me, her mouth open.
I burst out laughing. ‘God, Sam, do you honestly think I iron
