I'm stepping in to post for Jaymie this month, because, well... just because. I told her not to worry about anything, and she was fussing about this, and I said I'd take care of it. She's packed up Hoppy and Denver (the dog and cat... Denver didn't take it well, being shoved in a carrier; he's now hiding under the bed in the guest bedroom) and taken off to Canada to spend Christmas with Grandma Leighton and me.
You see, Jaymie's nursing a broken heart.
What happened? Well... she's been dating Joel Anderson for a while now, and though I didn't like him, he seemed to make her happy. She was full of plans for Christmas with Joel. Strolling along the riverfront during Queensville's Dickens Days, my home town's annual nod to Christmas in Victorian England, mulled cider at the bandstand while the Wolverhampton High band struggled through Oh Come All Ye Faithful, and home to our (co-owned) lovely yellow brick house for a romantic fire in the fireplace.
How do I know all this, about her plans? Well, she sobbed it into my rayon blouse during a couple of hours at my place, after she drove the two hours to get to London, Ontario, where I live, to spend Christmas with me and our grandmother, who lives in a retirement home. I'm fifteen years older than my little sister, and sometimes I feel like a second mom to her.
She'll be okay. She's smart, and strong, and better than the likes of Joel Anderson. I know from my secret sources (Valetta Nibley and DeeDee Stubbs, my two high school friends from Queensville) that Joel has already moved in with some little blonde bimbo who just moved into town. He'd better not cross me, because there is no fury like a Leighton whose sister has been scorned.
And I'll make sure Jaymie has a good Christmas. Our parents are up from Florida, and we'll all be together. Jaymie's only 32... she'll get over it and find someone better to love. I ought to know; I've been twice married, twice divorced. Life goes on.
Have you ever had a Christmas that didn't go quite the way you planned? I ache for anyone whose heart is broken this time of year; it can feel like the end of the world, but it's not. I just want to urge everyone; if you know someone who is hurting this Christmas, do a little something for them.
The best gift you can give is your time. Reach out, show them how beautiful the world still is, and take them cookies, chocolate, preferably, if it's a broken hearted woman.
We are the characters--major and minor--who inhabit the pages of some of your favorite cozy mysteries.We're coming out from between the covers and welcoming you into our lives.So grab a nice cuppa, settle in, and learn what happens when our authors aren't looking.
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