Chance for A Merry Christmas

Chance for A Merry Christmas by Judith Leigh

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Chance for a Merry Christmas **** Judith Leigh **** The sun glistened off the snow, covering it with tiny diamonds. Sue Johnson pulled out an Elvis Christmas CD and slipped it into the player. I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas softly flowed through the silver Chrysler Sedan. Sue's friend, Kacey, had issued an invitation to come and stay with her after Sue's mother's death. So like Kacey, always helping someone. No one would have to worry about not having a White Christmas in Mistletoe. The wealth of snow had terrified Sue at first. A native Floridian, she'd never driven in snow, and the drive here had definitely been a challenge. She slowed past the City Limits sign, taking in the glowing lights and fully decorated Christmas trees in the windows. A huge Christmas tree towered over the town square, reminding her of the Currier and Ives Christmas cards her mom had loved to send. How ironic the end of her mother's life should come at this time of year, the time she loved the most. Surely Christmas would never be the same again. Tears blurred her vision. She blinked, squinting through the windshield while searching for the diner where Kacey 3

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promised to meet her. She spotted her friend's car in front of a quaint looking place. As she pulled up near Kacey's car, a surprising feeling of warmth surrounded her. For a fanciful instant, she imagined her mother's comforting arms enveloping her. Shaking off the odd sensation, Sue looked into her rearview mirror and fluffed up her long hair, finger-combing the strawberry blonde curls. She couldn't do much about the circles under her eyes. The total quiet when she opened the car door amazed her. Purse in hand she climbed out of her car, pulling her sweater coat down over her hips. She shivered at a sudden gust of wind, thankful it had finally stopped snowing. Kacey rushed out the door toward her. "Hey, Sue! How was the drive?" "You warned me about the snow, but I had no idea. What a nightmare." She wrapped her arms around Kacey. "It's so good to see you." "It's good to see you, too." Kacey gave her a big hug, then stood back, narrowing her eyes. "I don't like those dark circles under your eyes. You haven't been sleeping well, have you?" "Not really. Bedtime is when my mind seems to remember all the things Mom and I did together." She shuddered from the cold—or from her memories. Maybe both. "I keep wondering if there was more I could've done for her in the end." "Oh, honey. You spent the last ten years of your life ensuring she had everything she needed, including your love. 4

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A mother couldn't have asked for more. So you just stop thinking like that. You hear me?" "I hear you." She half-smiled, trying to shake off her depression. "If only I'd had more time with her, but there's no use wishing for things that can't ever be. I've spent my life doing that." "Yes, like not believing someone could really care for you." She returned the face Sue made. "Don't look at me like that. I remember all too well your feelings on the subject. Well, Mistletoe is going to change your way of thinking. You just wait and see." "Yeah, so you've said. Can we go inside, I'm freezing? Remember, I'm a Florida gal." "You get used to it." Kacey pulled her to the door of the diner. "Snuggling next to Nick near the fireplace is so much fun." "Just rub it in, why don't you." Sue shoved her. "You haven't changed, and don't you ever dare do it." "That's what Nick keeps telling me." Kacey held the diner's door. "You're going to love this place. It's like stepping back into the fifties." The warmth grabbed her the moment she stepped inside. Kacey was right; it looked like a scene from Happy Days. She'd watched the reruns with her mom so many times. It'd been one of her favorite TV shows. She started to mist up again, but shook off the feeling, determined to let in the happy atmosphere. "Hey, everyone, this is my best friend, Sue, from Florida." 5

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Everyone greeted her, smiling and saying hello. Sue returned their smiles as Kacey led her to a table. A red and white checkered tablecloth covered each table. An artificial poinsettia stem in a small vase served as the centerpiece. "This is so cute." Sue set her purse on the table. "You know, it's so strange. The moment I climbed out of the car I felt such warmth. It was like Mom had her arms around me, holding me tight." "See, Mistletoe is already working its magic." Kacey reached for the menu. "They have great food. I love the roast beef sandwich with French fries. With absolutely the best gravy in the world served over the fries if you like." "That sounds good." "I see your friend got here okay," a middle-aged woman said. "My name's Hannah." "She owns the place," Kacey added. "What do you think of Mistletoe?" Hannah asked. "Well, I just got into town, but I love what you've done with this place." Sue smiled at her. "My mother used to tell me about a diner like this from when she was a teenager. This looks like what she described to me." "Kacey told me about your mom. I'm sorry for your loss, honey. You must miss her." "Yes, but it's so strange. I feel as if she's here with me. It's the first time I've felt that way since she passed away." "Here in Mistletoe, you'll find a lot of comfort. If you feel like your mom is here with you, that's good." She looked over at Kacey. "How's Nick doing with his orders this year?" 6

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"Busy as ever." Kacey glanced down at the menu. "We both want the roast beef with gravy on the fries." "Well that's an easy order. What do you want to drink?" "I'll take a Coke," Kacey said. "You can make mine a Coke, too." "Want your drinks now?" "Yes, that would be good." Sue realized it'd been two hours since her last stop, and she was thirsty. "Be back shortly." Sue watched Hannah walk away. She guessed her somewhere in her fifties, although her wisdom seemed to exceed her age. She liked the woman and had a feeling they'd get to know each other better before she left Mistletoe. "What're you thinking about?" Kacey asked. "How much I like your Hannah." "Me, too. I was instantly drawn to the woman." Kacey smiled. "Here in Mistletoe, there's no such thing as a stranger. You'll soon find that out." Hannah returned with their drinks. "Your order will be up shortly. Did you hear Bob's grandson is home from Iraq?" "Yes, Nick told me." Kacey tore the paper off her straw and stuck it in her drink. "He said he and Chance went to school together." "Yes, they did. As I recall very well, Nick and Chance got into a lot of mischief." Hannah raised a brow and slid her order pad into her apron pocket. "Chance got wounded, which is why he's home." Kacey's eyes widened. "No, Nick didn't tell me that. How badly was he injured?" 7

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"Serious enough to take him out of the action for a while. Bob told me it was his shoulder." "At least Bob'll be able to enjoy his company now, and that's good. He missed him while he was gone, always talked about him." Hannah turned toward the front door as it opened. "Well I don't believe it—he's finally come out of the house." She waved at Bob's grandson, motioning him over. Sue sipped on her coke as she watched the man come toward them. Well over six feet tall, he had a large build. His left arm was in a cast held up by a metal brace. He wore his sandy blond hair close-cropped. But his baby blue eyes captivated her. "It's about time you came in to see us, Chance." Hannah threw her arms around him. "I'm sorry it took so long. I hated coming out with this thing on. And adjusting to being home takes time." He stepped away from Hannah and looked around. "The place looks as good as I remembered it." "That's good to know. I'm sure you've had a lot on your mind. Nobody comes back from Iraq without some scars. Chance, I'd like you to meet Nick Klaus' wife, Kacey, and this is her friend, Sue Johnson, from Florida." "Nick wrote he'd married. He bragged a lot about you. I can see he didn't exaggerate. You're really pretty." Chance held his hand out to Kacey. "Thank you. I feel like I already know you through Nick and your grandfather." She shook his hand. "Sue is visiting me for a while. She just lost her mom." 8

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He turned to Sue and reached out his hand. "I'm sorry for your loss." The moment their hands touched, a warmth traveled up her arm straight to her heart. Had he felt it, too? He held onto my hand as if reluctant to let go. "I lost my parents when I was very young, so I can relate to the ache in your heart." "Thank you." Regretfully, she released his hand, for the compassion in his voice had touched her soul. "I hope your shoulder is better." "Somewhat. I'm anxious to get this thing off." Chance banged his hand against the brace on his left shoulder. "You have to get tired of having your arm in that position all the time. It can't be easy taking a shower." Sue rolled her eyes and groaned, warmth spreading up her neck to her cheeks. Why on earth did I say that? What must he think of me now? "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." "There's nothing to be sorry about." Chance shifted the brace on his shoulder, his lips twitching "Taking a shower is an ordeal, especially since I can't get the cast wet." Sue played with her straw, wishing she could crawl into a hole somewhere. Finally she forced herself to meet his gaze. When their eyes met she felt that warm glow again. The fact she'd made a fool of herself didn't seem to matter. She just wanted to get to know him better. "So, what do you think of this cold weather?" he asked. "It takes getting used to, that's for sure." "I'll bet it does. Those of us who grew up here don't think a thing about it since we're used to it. Well, it was good meeting you ladies." Chance took a step back. "Guess I'd 9

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better find a seat since my grandfather is joining me for lunch. Kacey, tell Nick I'll be by to see him soon." Kacey nodded. Chance looked at Sue again and their gazes locked. Could he be interested in her? She hoped so. Oh my, where had that thought come from? She'd just met the man! "Maybe I'll see you around, Sue." "That would be nice." Sue watched him move toward the back booths. He radiated strength, determination and something she couldn't quite put her finger on. But in his eyes she'd seen real pain, too. They had something in common. Hannah winked at Sue. The bell rang by the counter, followed by a man's voice announcing a ready order. "I better go get it or he'll never stop ringing that bell. You know how impatient Dave can be." "I just can't get over how friendly everyone is here. You know, I'm glad I came. This is just what I needed." "I'm glad you did, too. I've missed you." "Here you go, ladies. Enjoy." They dug into the food with vigor, enjoying the special moment together as only best friends can do. For now, Sue could forget her pain and believe that just maybe Mistletoe might make her believe in dreams again. **** Chance McCray leaned against the postal truck as he watched his grandfather head up the walkway to Nick Klaus' house. Riding along with him had been a good idea. There 10

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was just so much Fox News he could watch. So far he hadn't been able to talk about his experience in Iraq to anyone. Not even with his grandfather. As far as the townsfolk knew, he'd been wounded. Chance saw no reason for them to know the rest of the story. Chance let out his breath. Condensation billowed like a plume of cigarette smoke, but he didn't do cigarettes anymore. He'd given up smoking four years ago. He pulled the hood up on his fatigue jacket. From a distance he heard someone shout. He looked up to see Sue, the pretty strawberry blonde he'd met at the diner, waving at him. She scurried down the driveway in his direction, a cardboard box in her hands. Suddenly, she slipped on a patch of ice and slid full speed toward him, the box flying from her grasp. He reached out to catch her, but was too late. Off balance with his cast, he tumbled backward with her, his casted arm sticking up uselessly in the air. His other arm embraced her. "I'm so sorry! I slipped on the ice and couldn't stop myself." Sue tried to separate herself from Chance, but it wasn't easy. "Did I hurt your arm?" "Hey, it's not every day a beautiful woman knocks me off my feet." He looked up at her, grinning. "I didn't hurt your arm, did I?" "Nothing can hurt this contraption. That's why they put it on me." He started to get up. "Could you give me a hand?" "Yes, of course." She reached both hands out to him to get better balance, wanting to tell him it wasn't every day she got 11

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to land on such a hunk. It took all her strength to pull him upright. "Are you sure you're all right?" "Fine. Really. Just a little realignment here." He adjusted the arm brace. "This thing is more awkward than anything else. So how's your visit going?" "Wonderful! I'm having such a good time with Kacey and her family." It had just improved tremendously seeing him again. "I don't think I've ever been to a place so friendly." "Gotta agree with you there. When I was in Iraq, thoughts of home kept me going." "Hannah said that's where you were wounded." "Yep, it was." His smile disappeared. He turned abruptly and scooped up her box with his good hand. She sensed he found it difficult to talk about his combat experience. "Did you want me to give your package to my grandfather?" "Yes, please. It's a present for my boss in Florida. It already has postage on it." "You need to get out of the cold, Sue. You must be freezing." "I'm getting there." She turned to leave, pulling her sweater tighter. "Although quite embarrassing, it was nice knocking you off your feet." "The pleasure was all mine. Maybe we'll run into each other again." He grinned, chasing away the frown. "Well, let's hope I don't bowl you over again." Sue laughed and took small careful steps up the driveway toward the apartment. She'd almost reached the stairs when she heard him yell. 12

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"Hey, Sue, wait a minute." Chance hurried toward her and flashed a nervous smile. "I thought I'd catch a movie tonight. I don't guess you'd want to go with me, would yah?" Sue couldn't believe her ears. He was asking her out. From the look on his face, he seemed anxious for her answer. Was he worried she might refuse? How could she? "A movie sounds wonderful." "Good, I'll pick you up at six." He touched her arm. "Now go get in that warm apartment." Sue watched him ease his way down the driveway, careful of the patch of ice. It seemed he was hiding something, and from her own experience she'd learned talking helped heal the wound. If she were right, maybe one day he'd tell her. She climbed the stairs, a smile lingering on her face. Could Kacey be right? Did Mistletoe create magic? **** Chance's Jeep Wrangler plowed through the freshly fallen snow, creating the only tracks in the garage apartment's driveway. Grandpa had offered to drive him, but after working outside delivering mail all afternoon, Chance thought he sounded congested. "It's really cold out Grandpa and I'll be fine. Why don't you stay home and nurse that cough." "Thanks, Chance. That's a darn good idea." Now, with the snow producing almost blizzard conditions, he was glad he had. Chance came to a stop next to the apartment stairs. As he started to get out of the Jeep, Sue opened the door and stepped out onto the small porch. She 13

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waved at him, then made her way cautiously down the stairs and opened the Jeep door. "Hi, thought I'd save you the trouble of climbing the stairs." With a heart-melting smile, she slid into the passenger seat. "Yeah, this stuff is bad tonight." The wipers swished back and forth trying to keep up with the accumulating snow. "Look, I rented some movies. Why don't we just stay here and watch them?" "But I asked you out." She peered out the window. "This is really a mess, isn't it?" Turning back to him, she said, "Did I mention I have hot chocolate and or popcorn?" "You really wouldn't mind staying home?" She shook her head. "Not at all, and it would certainly be safer." "That sounds good to me." Chance turned off the motor. How nice of her to suggest they stay there. Not many women he knew were so considerate. "Okay." Sue opened the door and climbed out. "You don't think it'll turn into a blizzard, do you?" "The Weather Channel didn't say anything about a blizzard, only heavy snow." By the time her feet were on the ground, Chance was around the other side of the Jeep. He followed her up the steps. "Be careful, those stairs look a little slippery. Do you have any rock salt?" "No, I don't." "Tell you what. I've got some in the Jeep. You make popcorn and I'll sprinkle salt on the stairs for you." 14

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"That's really sweet of you." Sue unlocked the door. "I'll go get everything ready." "It'll only take a few minutes. I don't want you falling again." He'd be the one falling—falling for her—if she kept surprising him. **** Sue watched him walk back down the stairs to his Jeep. The more she learned about Chance, the more he fit the man of her dreams. Maybe dreams really did come true in Mistletoe. At the light tap on the door, she hurried over and pulled it open. "Hey, that popcorn smells good." Chance stepped inside and stood on a small mat, where he stomped snow off his shoes. "I salted the driveway, too." "That was nice of you." Sue frowned. "You know it really isn't safe for you to drive with your arm like that." "The doc said it was okay as long as I was cautious. And believe me, I'm careful. One of these things on my arm is enough." Chance started to unzip his jacket. "Here, let me help you." Sue slid the jacket off the uninjured shoulder, and with his help was able to get his other shoulder free from the sleeve. "Boy it's quite an ordeal getting you out of your clothes." Chance burst into laughter. Sue shook her head. "I did it again, didn't I?" "Put your foot in your mouth? Oh yeah! That's quite an image you put in my mind!" 15

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Sue hung his damp coat on the back of a chair. Again, Chance had relieved her embarrassment with his good humor. "The movies are on the coffee table. I'll get our drinks and popcorn. Make yourself comfortable." "Sounds like a good idea." From the kitchen, she watched him walk to the couch and sit down. He picked up one of the movies and began reading the back. "Here we go." Sue set the tray with the popcorn and Cokes on the table. "Did you see anything you like?" "Yes, this sounds good." He held it up so she could see. "The Game Plan; good choice. The person at the rental place recommended that one. Of course I love anything the Rock is in." "I like him, too. I used to watch him when he wrestled." Sue handed him a bowl of popcorn and placed the Coke in front of him. "Hope Coke is okay?" "Yeah, it is." He patted the seat next to him. "It's no fun watching a movie if you don't have a pretty girl sitting beside you." "What a line. Let me start the movie first." Sue turned on the TV and placed the DVD into the player. As she sat next to Chance, she grabbed her bowl. "How's the popcorn?" "Good as it smells." Chance popped a few more kernels into his mouth. He scooted closer to her and slipped his arm around her shoulders. "Movies are also a lot more fun when you have your arm around your favorite girl." "Oh, I see." His favorite girl? Clearly the man liked to jest. Sue leaned her head against his arm and breathed in his 16

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woodsy aftershave. A musky, masculine scent. Sitting next to him felt as natural as if she'd known him for a year instead of just a week. "You're right; it's a lot more fun." She looked at the TV trying to keep her mind on the movie when all she really wanted to do was kiss the man. She shook the thought away. In a few minutes she was absorbed in the movie. Halfway through the show, she stopped it to go to the bathroom. Chance used the facilities, too, and when he returned they talked for a while before starting the movie back up again. When the movie ended, the clock on the mantle chimed eleven. "Gee, I didn't realize it was getting so late." Chance stretched his good arm. "Time flies when you're having fun." Sue patted his thigh. The moment her hand touched his leg she knew she'd made a mistake. Heat traveled up her arm, causing her heart to do handsprings. Shocked at her body's response, she quickly stood. Chance's expression showed surprise. That she'd touched his leg? That she'd moved away so fast? Or maybe something else. She wasn't sure. "Is anything wrong, Sue?" "No-no, nothing's wrong, but you're right, it is getting late." Sue grabbed his coat off the chair. "Here, let me help you get your coat on." Although she wasn't sure how wise it was to touch him again. "Thanks." Back in his jacket, he started toward the door, but paused. "I'd like to see you again." 17

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"That would be nice." Sue fumbled through her purse for a pen, then jotted her number on a scrap of paper. "Here's my cell phone number." "Okay, I'll give you a call." He opened the door and stepped onto the porch. He turned back to face her. "Well at least the snow has stopped." "That's good. I worried about you driving home." "It's nice to know you worry about me." He moved closer to the door, slipped his arm around her and pulled her toward him. "I've wanted to kiss you all night. So if you don't want me to, you'd better say so now." "I'm not going to stop you." She looked into his eyes and noticed they'd taken on a darker shade as he leaned toward her. Was that desire I saw? Shifting his hand from her waist, he gently cupped the back of her head. Warmth consumed her the moment his lips touched hers. When he deepened the kiss, she knew she wasn't imagining the growing passion between them. This was real. He suddenly broke the kiss and gave her a questioning look, as if worried he'd gone too far. "Wow!" she teased to break the tension of the moment. "You sure know how to knock a person off their feet." "I thought that was your territory." He gave her a lopsided grin. She laughed. "Let me rephrase. You know how to take a woman's breath away." "Did I come on too strong? I'm sorry if I did." "You didn't." She smiled up at him. "Well, maybe just a little." 18

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"It's just that...you make me feel happy inside. I haven't felt that way for quite a while. Guess that sounds foolish considering the short time we've known each other, huh?" "No, Chance, it doesn't. Because I felt the same happiness from the moment our lips met. I've never had that reaction to a kiss before." Maybe she shouldn't have admitted that, but it was too late to take back her words. "Me, either, Sue. I'm going to say goodnight now, pretty lady, because if I kiss you again, I won't be able to leave here. I'll call you soon." "I'll look forward to it." A warm smile crossed her face. "Remember, be careful driving home." "You can bet on that." Sue stood in the doorway and watched him struggle getting into his Jeep. A few minutes later he was gone. Tonight had been like nothing she'd ever experienced. It was as if she'd known Chance all her life. They liked the same movies and she'd been able to talk with him about anything and everything. Except what happened to him in Iraq. He'd patently avoided that subject. She wouldn't push him. When he felt the time was right, she felt certain he'd talk to her about that, too. Was it silly to hope for magic in a town? Did such things really exist? After all of Kacey's predictions, dare she hope her future could be here in Mistletoe? **** Sue opened her car door and stowed her groceries inside. Friday...three days after their movie night and she'd heard 19

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nothing from Chance. Suddenly, someone yelled her name. As she turned the object of her thoughts strolled across the road. "Hey, pretty lady. I was just about to call you." He held a teddy bear dressed in a military fatigue uniform. "How do you like him?" "He's adorable." "Nick's mom made it for me. One of the guys in my outfit had a little boy. So I thought I'd send his baby a bear." "That was very thoughtful of you." How could she not fall for a guy with a soft spot for kids? "But this one is yours since I thought you might like one, too. Nick's mom made two when I told her about you." "Oh, thank you! I love him." She took the bear and cuddled it to her chest. "Thank you." "Boy, he's a lucky bear. I wouldn't mind being snuggled up to you like that." Chance winked at her. "Chance, someone will hear you." Sue looked around, but no one seemed to notice them. "I don't care." He put his arm around her pulling her close. "How would you like to go on a moonlight sleigh ride tonight?" "You mean one driven by an actual horse?" "Well, the horse will actually be pulling, but yeah, that's the only kind I know of." "You're a very funny man, Chance. And, yes, I'd love to. I've never been on a sleigh ride before. Not something we have much of a call for in Florida." She snuggled closer as the wind whirled around them, dusting them with snow. 20

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"Don't worry, we'll stay warm. They have a blanket to cover us." "Oh, that's good. Would it be okay to bring hot chocolate in a Thermos? I made iced sugar cookies yesterday, too." "Sounds great." He dropped his arm from around her. "Well, I promised Nick I'd come over to the shop today for a visit. So I'll see you about seven. Dress warm." He leaned over and planted a kiss on her lips. "There'll be more of those later." "That's good to know." Sue grinned like a lovesick puppy as he walked across the street. She couldn't think of anything more romantic than to be in a sleigh with Chance's arm around her. **** Promptly at seven, Chance picked up Sue and drove to a place called the Folly Haven Ranch. "Wow, look at that cabin. It's so big—and beautiful." The lawn was decorated with a sleigh—complete with reindeer— filled with brightly wrapped packages. Every window in the two-story structure displayed twinkling lights. "Boy, they sure know how to decorate." Sue looked on in amazement. "Yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Folly go all out at Christmas." An older gentleman wearing a Santa cap walked toward them with a big smile on his face. "Hello, Chance, it's good to see you again. I hope your arm's better." He cocked his head toward Sue. "This must be Sue from Florida." Chance laughed. "I see Mistletoe is keeping you informed." 21

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"Yep, they sure are." Mr. Folly reached his hand out to Sue. "Hope you're enjoying your stay with us, young lady." "Yes, sir, I am." Sue returned his handshake. "Your home is beautiful." "We like it, and we always have plenty of room for our eight grandkids. Come with me; I've got the sleigh all ready to go." Chance and Sue followed him out behind the cabin. In front of a big red barn sat a red sleigh hooked to the biggest horse Sue had ever seen. It reminded her of the Clydesdales she'd seen at Busch Gardens. "Sally here is very gentle." Mr. Folly patted the horse's side. "She won't give you any trouble. And she knows the route, so don't worry about getting lost." "That's good to know." Not that Sue minded the idea of getting lost with Chance. "Chance, you get in first so your good shoulder will be next to Sue. The older man winked at him. "I'm sure you want to be able to put your arm around your girl." "You got that right!" Chance climbed into the sleigh and sat, then reached for the reins. Sue was happy the horse didn't move when she climbed in beside Chance. Mr. Folly handed her the picnic basket she'd brought. The sleigh's soft seat surprised her. "I didn't think a sleigh would be this comfortable." "Yeah, it's nice," Chance agreed. "I had this sleigh made up special," Mr. Folly said. "I've got a bigger one for all the grandkids." "You ready, Sue?" 22

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"Oh, yes, this is going to be fun." "See you when we get back, Mr. Folly." Chance snapped the reins and the horse moved forward. "Have a good time." Mr. Folly waved as he headed back to the cabin. After they'd ridden out of sight, Chance stopped and handed her the reins. "Hold this a minute." "Why?" "Just so I can do this." He wove his arm around her, pulling her against him, then took back the reins. "Now, that's more like it." The horse trotted down the country road, silent except for an occasional huff or whinny. Sue snuggled close to Chance beneath the heavy fur blanket. The full moon glowed between the snow-covered pines. What a wonderful romantic moment! "Are you cold?" Chance asked. "No, I'm fine." She watched the passing snow-covered countryside, then turned to him. "It's so beautiful." "Not as beautiful as you are snuggled up to me like this." Chance yanked the reins. "Whoa, Sally." "Are we stopping?" "I thought this would be a good time to give the horse a rest and we can enjoy the goodies you brought." He moved his arm from around her shoulders so she could reach the basket. "Okay." From beneath the blanket she pulled out the basket and retrieved two insulated mugs and a Thermos. She handed Chance a mug full of hot chocolate and poured herself one. "This should warm our insides." 23

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Chance sipped. "It's good. Of course I knew it would be if you made it." "Thanks." She blew on hers and tentatively tasted the rich drink, her eyes locked with his over the cup. "Nice and hot, huh? Now I need one of those sugar cookies for energy." He set his mug in the cup holder on the side of the sleigh. Sue reached in the basket again and pulled out the plastic container of cookies. "Here you go." Half of his cookie disappeared with one bite. "These are real good. What's in them?" "It's an old family recipe." She grabbed one for herself. "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you." She grinned, then noticed his blue eyes turn dark again. Sue was so aware of his nearness, and the scent of him. Never had a man made her feel so alive and happy. Was she falling in love with him? Could it possibly happen this fast? Chance pulled his glove off with his teeth. When he traced her lips with his fingers, she kissed them. She heard him suck in a ragged breath then he leaned toward her, gently taking her lips between his. He deepened the kiss and she melted into him. What could be more romantic than Chance holding her in this sleigh with the moon beaming down on them? Slowly he released her and ended the kiss. Sue touched her lips. She could still feel the heat from his kiss. Yet just when she'd enjoyed the touch and taste of him, he'd backed away. The guy had a way of frustrating her, especially when she wanted the kiss to go on. 24

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"Think the horse has rested enough. We need to head back." He looked into her eyes for a brief moment and hesitated. He reached out and touched her cheek. "I love you, Sue." His fingers moved to her lips to stop her response. "You don't have to say anything. I know it's soon. Just think about it." He snapped the reins and the horse moved on. "That's a good girl, Sally." Chance's words had shocked her to the core, because only moments before she'd thought the same thing. So why couldn't she tell him? They were only three little words. Yet those words could change her entire future. She slipped her arm through his and snuggled closer. Whatever her reasons, she didn't want to think about them now. She just wanted to hold this moment in time so she'd never forget it. **** Monday morning, Chance sat on the examination table waiting for the doctor. The therapy on his shoulder was going too slow, but at least today they'd removed the contraption on his arm. Maybe the doctor would be able to tell him how long before he'd be back to normal and when he'd be going back to Iraq. When the door opened, the doctor entered with a frown on his face. "Good morning, Major McCray. I've reviewed your progress report. I know it's not what you want to hear, but it's taking longer than I expected. You'll be with us here in Knoxville for at least three more weeks." "You'll notify my Commander?" 25

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"Yes, I'll send him the paperwork." "Thanks, sir." Chance slid off the table and stood. "Enjoy yourself while you're home, son. You'll be back in Iraq before you know it." "I have mixed feelings about going back. Our mission is so important there, but..." "Survivor's guilt is natural." "Maybe I deserve survivor's guilt. Maybe if I'd used better judgment, my buddies would still be alive." "You had no way of knowing that young woman would do that." "No, but we'd been warned to keep our guard up." "In combat, it's hard to know who you can trust. Stop blaming yourself." "Maybe one day I will." "I'm sure you'll handle the situation when you return to active duty. If I thought you couldn't, I'd make sure you didn't go back." Chance bristled. "The job over there isn't finished. I want to be there for the rest of the squad." "I understand. See you next Friday." "Thanks, sir." Chance walked out of the office, closing the door behind him. The idea of being able to stay around Sue appealed to him. He was dreading the day he'd have to say goodbye. Friday night he'd told Sue he loved her. What he really wanted to know was— Does she love me? He knew of only one way to find out. 26

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**** The knock on the front door interrupted Sue's mopping. She wasn't expecting any visitors. Returning the mop to the laundry room, she peeked out the window, but couldn't see anyone. She opened the door and gasped with surprise. "Chance?" "Hi. I hope you don't mind me dropping by." "I look a mess. You caught me cleaning." She pulled a strand of wayward hair behind her ear. "Hey! Your cast is off. Congratulations! Come on in. It's cold out there." "Thanks. Yes, they took it off this morning. Sue...I-I need to talk." He followed her into the kitchen. She wasn't sure how to respond. He needed to talk? About what? "Would you like coffee?" "Yes, I could use something hot." He plopped into a kitchen chair. Sue poured him a mug and handed it to him. "Would you like some coffeecake to go with that? I just made it this morning." "Yes, please. I've always heard something sweet eases the pain of disappointment." Chance took a sip of his coffee, prolonging the suspense. "Disappointment?" She looked up from the coffeecake she was cutting into squares. "Today my doctor gave me some news." Her hand tightened on the knife. "What did he say?"

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"My shoulder isn't healing quite as fast as the doctor would like. The good news is I'll be around Mistletoe for three more weeks." "That's wonderful. And the disappointing news?" Chance shrugged. "Depends on how you look at it. Looks like I'll be going back to Iraq." "How do you feel about that?" "It's my job. I go where they send me." "I guess, but I kind of wish it wasn't your job." He flinched as if she'd slapped him. "I joined the Air Force right after college. It's all I've ever known. During the sleigh ride I told you that I loved you. I thought maybe you felt the same way about me, but you didn't say anything. So, I guess I was wrong." "You're not wrong. I do...love you. And...if you remember...you stopped me from saying anything then." She ran her fingers across his hand, her eyes avoiding his. "But it scares me that you could be hurt again—or killed. I just lost my mom, Chance. I couldn't handle losing someone else I care about." "Since 9/11, none of us can be sure what the future holds or how safe we are, no matter where we are. We can only pray God will see us through it." "I guess that's true. Yet so many terrible things have been happening around us lately—around our country—that we can't help but be frightened." "Well, for the next three weeks I'm going to show you there's still a lot of fun out here." He paused a moment and squeezed her hand before he continued. "I also promise to 28

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get back to you in one piece. There's something special between us. Something I doubt many people feel. I happen to think we're good together." "I think so, too." She rubbed the side of his hand with her thumb. "Are you still coming over tonight?" "Wouldn't miss it." Chance released her hand and stood. "Think I'll go over to the gym and work this shoulder. Come here and give me a kiss for energy." Sue walked into his arms. "You don't have to ask me twice." Chance eased toward her. Slowly he bent his head, letting his lips touch hers as she melted into his arms. Too soon for Sue, he ended the kiss. "That's going to bring me lots of energy." He tilted her chin so they made eye contact. "You have no idea what you do to me." "That's some line. But I do like hearing it." "It's not a line." "No one ever told me that before." "That's my good fortune." He grinned. "You have me thinking about things I never thought would be running through my brain. Especially after the...incident." He didn't explain what things he meant, and although she wanted to ask, she decided now wasn't the time. She walked him to the door. "Well, good luck with your workout." "You're my luck." He bent to give her another kiss. "Promise you'll stay in Mistletoe until I have to leave." "I'll try, but I do have to get back to Crystal Springs soon. I'll call my boss, but I can't stay here forever." 29

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"I know. But you can't blame a guy for hoping." He turned and walked out the door. Sue stood rooted to the welcome mat, his words hanging in the air. You can't blame a guy for hoping. **** At four o'clock when Chance walked into the room and dropped his duffle bag beside the couch, his grandfather was watching Fox News from his recliner. Chance sat on the couch and greeted him. "I hoped you'd be home resting by now." The edges of the older man's lips curved upward, but he looked tired after the full day at work. "Hey, you got your cast off. Did you go over to the gym?" "Yes, sir. I had a hard workout. It's rougher on me than I care to admit." "Give it time, boy." Chance brought him up-to-date about his doctor's visit. "I return to Iraq in three weeks or so." "I hate to hear that, but we knew it was coming." For days, Chance had longed to talk to his grandfather about what happened in Iraq, but he wasn't sure how to bring up the subject. Maybe this was the opening he needed. "Grandpa, there's something I need to tell you." He rubbed his temples. "I'm all ears." His grandfather settled back in his chair. "Although I wanted to know everything, forcing you to talk when you first came home wouldn't have done any good. Anybody could see you were wound up too tight inside." 30

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"There was a good reason for that I'm afraid. Grandpa, my buddies died because of me." Chance pinched the bridge of his nose. The pressure of a pounding headache grew. "I should've died, not them." "You're being awfully hard on yourself, son." "When you hear what I have to say, you might change your opinion." "You let me be the judge of that." Grandpa took a gulp of coffee and set the mug on the table. "What happened?" "We were patrolling one particular area like we always did." Chance rubbed the back of his neck as his mind returned to the scene. "I guess I should begin where the trouble actually started." Grandpa nodded, encouraging him to talk. "Sometimes, when you're so far from home, you do things that make you feel like your world hasn't changed so much. You know how I am, Grandpa. I've always enjoyed talking to people. So when this young girl started showing up wanting to talk to me, I didn't have the heart to send her away. Her name was Kara." For a flickering second, the expression on his grandfather's face changed. Chance wasn't sure what it held, but he pressed on. "I didn't fall in love with her or anything like that. She just started showing up and we'd talk." "I can understand how something like that could happen. I'm not saying that under the circumstances it was a good idea, but it's easy to relax your guard when someone acts friendly." 31

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"Our commanders warned us not to let our guard down. I guess they were right, because I fell right into the enemy's trap." "This young woman had something to do with the attack against you?" "Yes. One day Kara had a bomb strapped to her body underneath her clothes. I never saw it until she got close. By then it was too late. The strangest thing, Grandpa. She gave me a sad smile right before pressing the button. The blast threw me across the road and I hit a large rock. I wound up with a concussion and damage to my shoulder. But that was all." Chance dropped his head. "And you think the incident was your fault?" "It was. I trusted her, Grandpa. Because of my foolishness, my pals died. It's not fair I somehow survived. And that's what I don't understand. I was the closest to her and should have been blown to smithereens. Yet I'm here telling you about it." "Chance, there're a lot of things in life we can't explain— will never be able to explain this side of heaven. Plain and simple, God has a greater plan for you." Grandpa straightened in his recliner and leaned over to pat his leg. "Sometimes things happen we may never understand, but God knows what He's doing." "After the explosion, I might have questioned God's presence in anything. In fact, I actually did for a while. Now, so much has changed...since Sue came into my life. She makes me laugh and feel good about myself. I can talk to her about anything and know she's listening to me. Grandpa, the 32

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way I feel about her feels right. She has a very giving heart and has a good relationship with God. You always told me that the right woman possessed those qualities." Grandpa nodded. "Yes, I did tell you that. Your grandmother had those qualities, and I loved her with all my heart. I miss her every day." "Sue's made me care about living again. I see a future with her. This is so strange because I've known her for such a short time, but it's as if I've known her all my life." "Does she feel the same way you do?" Chance shrugged. "I'm hoping she does." "Well, I'd figure it out before heading back to Iraq." "That's my intention. So you like her, too?" "I think she's one fine woman. Met her a few times at the diner and over at Klaus' Toys. She reminds me of your grandma." Chance grinned. "I'll take that as your stamp of approval, knowing how you felt about Grandma." "No better woman." Grandpa pushed back in his recliner. "I'm glad I told you about what happened in Iraq. Keeping it inside was tearing me apart. I feel better now." "I've been through that kind of hurting, too, Chance." Chance arched a brow. "You were responsible for someone dying? That's hard to believe." "I was, and it took me awhile to get over it. It wasn't an easy lesson, but I discovered I was human. And humans make mistakes. It's what you learn from those mistakes that strengthens a man." 33

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"For starters, I've learned not to be so naive and trusting, and to pay more attention to my responsibilities." "You're right, it's a start. When something as horrific as what you described happens in your life, one learns from it for a long time afterward. Sometimes we're forced to make decisions that involve the heart. All you can do is pray you make the right choices. But forgiving yourself should be at the top of your list." "I'll work on it, Grandpa, but it's hard. I can't get their faces out of my mind." "I understand that. Give it time." Grandpa winked. "And let a woman's love help you heal." Chance knew Sue was the woman he wanted to help him heal. "Think I'll lie down for a while. That workout really tired me out." "You still need rest." "I have a date with Sue tonight at seven. Don't let me oversleep. Thanks for letting me talk. It helped a lot." "I'll wake you." The look on the elderly man's face said it all, though. The pain, although hopefully diminished with time, would last a lifetime. **** At five, Sue met Kacey for dinner. The gaily decorated diner and festive poinsettia centerpiece did little to calm the butterflies in Sue's stomach. Fidgeting in the wrought iron chair, she ran her hand over the checkered tablecloth and stared across the table at her friend. Kacey studied her over the cup of hot cocoa she sipped. How could Sue explain her 34

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sudden feelings toward Chance when she hardly understood them herself? Kacey set her cup on the table. "Okay, what's wrong? You're far too quiet." "I think Chance is getting serious about me." "Well, that's good isn't it?" "I thought so. Actually hoped so. In fact, he told me he loved me." Kacey smiled and arched her brows. "Do I detect a but?" "Well, if he should ask me to marry him, I'm not sure I'd have an answer right now. This is all so new to me. I'm hurting over Mom, and he's hurting over what happened in Iraq. He hasn't been able to talk to me about it yet. How can I feel so much for him when I just met him?" "This isn't a hard decision, Sue. Either you love the guy or you don't. Do you love him?" "Yes, I do. But I'm not sure I want to be a military wife." "How can you know that until you are one? Besides, he hasn't really said anything about marriage, has he?" "No, but it's leading that way. I just lost my mom and now I've let myself fall in love with a guy who puts his life on the line for his country. It's a big part of who he is. He told me he'll be going back to Iraq in three weeks. I just don't know if I want that kind of a life. I haven't gotten over the recent pain. How can I possibly face losing someone else?" "When you really love someone, you take that risk. Every day of your life—whether the man in question is in the military or runs a toy factory. Trust me, I understand your fears. After waiting for love for so long, I can't imagine life 35

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without Nick. But the future isn't promised to us, Sue. Chance could be hurt in Iraq or crossing the street to come to the diner. That's what you've got to decide. Are you willing to risk it all and take a chance?" She winked at her play on words. "Take a chance on Chance?" Sue giggled, then waved her hand as if dismissing the weighty subject. "As you said, he hasn't asked me yet. I may be jumping the gun." "Just wait and see what happens. Your heart will guide you." Her heart? "I'm not sure my heart can think clearly, to tell you the truth." "You're still in grief over your mom. Of course, you're uncertain about your life right now. But don't throw away something good without thinking it through. Chance is a great guy, and great guys don't come along often. Nick told me a lot about him. They've known each other all their lives. And praise from Nick speaks very highly of the man." "You don't have to sell me on him. That's part of the problem. I know how special he is. He's a kind, loving, caring, honorable man. And you're right, I am confused right now. I just don't want to lose another loved one." "Maybe he'll get out of the service." "I don't see that happening. And I don't feel right asking it. He's been in the military since college and he's built his retirement. He's not going to throw those years away." "You're right; he'd be foolish to do that. I hope things work out for you both. I believe in happily-ever-after. As your best friend, I want that for you." Kacey touched her hand. "Put it in God's hands. He won't fail you." 36

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"I know; it's just so hard sometimes. Just like most people, I'm used to trying to figure out...do everything on my own. But I'll try." Sue stood. "Chance is coming over tonight. I guess I better get back to the house and get ready." "Okay, my turn to pay." Kacey held out her car keys. "Go get the car heated up. I'll be right out." Sue took the keys, then put on her coat. She so much wanted to put it in God's hands. Did she have enough faith? She'd trusted God with her mom, and it hadn't worked out. For the first time, Sue wished she hadn't come to Mistletoe. Her life had been less complicated back in Crystal Springs. She'd never been afraid of taking risks before, but right now she was scared to death. **** Later that night, Chance finished wrapping the present for one of Nick's children Sue had handed him, humming along with I'll Be Home for Christmas playing on the CD player. The domestic scene warmed him more than the fire. He wanted to capture the moment and save it for later, for those times when he needed a connection to home. Sitting on the couch with her in front of the cozy fireplace, he could forget about Iraq and having to leave her. One thing for sure, he needed assurance she'd be waiting for him when he got back. "You've been quiet tonight, Chance. Is your shoulder hurting?" "No, I've just been doing a lot of thinking about us." "That sounds far too serious." She bolted from the couch. "Want a Coke?" 37

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"Don't leave, Sue. You always do that. Are you trying to end this conversation?" "No," she said, but wouldn't meet his gaze. "I'm just thirsty, that's all. Be right back." Chance watched her rush into the kitchen. The look in her eyes was like a deer caught in the glare of a car's headlights. Had he been wrong about how she felt about him? No, he couldn't be wrong; she'd told him she loved him. Although she hadn't looked like she wanted to admit it when she'd told him. He didn't have time to get cold feet. It was important he find out how she really felt before he bought her a ring. He looked up as she came back in the room carrying two Cokes and a bag of chips. "I thought you might like something to snack on." She placed the bag on the table and handed him one of the cans. "I'm all ears." "When I told you I loved you on the sleigh ride, I meant it. I don't want to push, but I need to know if we're going to take this romance of ours further?" She looked away and sighed. "Chance, I'm sorry, but I'm just not sure. My feelings are such a mess right now." She turned to face him. "I'm sure it isn't the answer you wanted. But I won't lie to you." His shoulders slumped. "You're right. It's not the answer I wanted. But I appreciate your honesty." "Right now, I'm not sure I should be making a decision that will affect the rest of my life."

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"It's not a hard question, Sue. Either you love me or you don't. I thought you did, but I either read everything wrong or there's something you're holding back." "I do love you. But what you do scares me." She stared at her hands. "Call me a coward if you want, but I'm not sure I'm brave enough to accept what you do for a living. I've just lost my mother. I couldn't stand to lose someone else I love." "Quitting the Air Force isn't an option. I've been in it forever. I've got a little over five years until I can retire with full benefits. I could even get promoted to Lieutenant Colonel for retirement." He lifted her chin so she had to look at him. "I can see it in your eyes. Deny your feelings all you want, but you love me." "I do love you. I've told you that, but it doesn't change the fact that I can't watch you go off somewhere you could get killed." He hated pushing her, but time was short. "It looks as if we're going nowhere. And that's such a waste." "I don't know how to stop the fear." "Look, we take risks everyday just coming out of our houses and going to the malls, anywhere there are a lot of people. Even places there aren't. Although I certainly hope I won't, I could get hit by a car when I leave the house. But I won't push you on this. If you change your mind, you know where I am for the next two weeks." He started to reach out for her, to give her a kiss goodbye, but changed his mind. Right now his kiss would be tainted with anger—anger at what she was throwing away. He stood 39

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to leave. He had to get out of here, now. "See you around, Sue." **** Almost a week later, Chance grabbed his jacket off the hook and ran out the door. He jumped into his Jeep and started the engine, turning on the heat full blast. The temperature had plummeted today. He hoped Grandpa had worn enough warm clothes. At his age, he didn't need to come down with the flu or a cold. A few minutes on the road and Chance pulled up in front of the post office beside his grandfather's truck. He climbed out of the Jeep and hurried up the steps. As he opened the door, he ran smack into his grandpa. "What's the hurry, Chance?" "Sorry, I was hoping to catch you before you left for lunch. Thought maybe we could go together. I was going stir-crazy at the house. "Hey, you're just down about Sue. It's only been a few days, boy. Give her time." "Time is something I don't have a lot of, Grandpa. I go back to Iraq soon." His grandfather slipped on his gloves. "Sure is cold out." "Yeah, it is." Chance pulled his coat collar up around his neck. "The diner should have something good today, and it's close." "That's where I was headed." "We can take my Jeep." He unlocked the passenger side door and watched his grandpa climb into the vehicle. The old 40

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guy sure could move fast when he wanted to. Grinning, Chance walked around and slid into the driver's side. "Haven't seen you move that fast in a while." "It's been a long morning in this cold." His grandfather turned to him. "Have you thought about calling Sue?" "Yes, but I told her I wouldn't push her. Told her she knew where to find me if she wanted me. I guess she doesn't." Chance started the engine and turned up the heat. "Hope you bundled up good. You don't need a bout with the flu." "You sound like your grandma." Grandpa chuckled. "Since you're so short on time, why not be proactive and stop wasting days waiting. Why don't you go over and see Sue after lunch?" "Grandpa, I...I don't know. Maybe I will." He put the Jeep in gear and headed in the direction of the diner. **** The door to the diner opened, bringing with it a brisk wind and Kacey Klaus. Chance expected Sue to follow since the two were usually together. He waved at Kacey and she came toward their table. "Hi, sure is cold outside." She pulled off her gloves. "Yeah, it is. I was just telling Grandpa he better keep bundled up." "He's right, Bob." "So, where's your sidekick?" Grandpa asked. "Sue? She's sick. I had to take her to the doctor yesterday." 41

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Chance stiffened. A ball of fear tightened his gut. "What's wrong with her?" "Bad case of flu." Kacey called out to Hannah. "I need some of that good chicken soup of yours, and I'll need some to take with me for Sue." "How's she feeling?" Hannah asked. "You were right in insisting I go to her apartment and take her to the doctor yesterday. I'm hoping she'll be able to eat a little today, but she's still running a fever, and sneezing and coughing." "This weather is enough to make everyone sick. I'll bring your soup. Are you sitting there?" "Do you mind if I join you?" Kacey asked. "My grandson and I always like to have a pretty girl sitting with us." Bob winked. "You're such a flirt." Kacey sat next to him and looked at Chance. "Pardon me for being blunt, but what did you do to Sue? For the last several days she's been snapping at everyone. And now she's sick." "I'm sorry to hear that." Chance leaned back in the chair. "I made the mistake of telling her I love her." "And just how did that turn out to be a mistake?" Kacey gave him a puzzled look. "She's forcing me to choose her or the Air Force. I can't leave the service, not now—" "Oh, Chance, she doesn't really mean that. Her mother's death has affected her in so many ways. She's scared she might lose you, too. Surely you understand that." 42

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"I do. But it doesn't change anything. Unless she changes her mind about my job, there's no future for us." Chance rubbed his forehead. "I sure wish things could be different, because I love her. I really love her." Kacey sat quietly, then spoke. "When Sue started feeling sick, she told me she'd made a terrible mistake. I think if you took the soup over to her maybe you two could work something out." She touched his hand. "You're good for each other. Your eyes tell me how much you love her." "Kacey's right, boy. You've got it bad." Chance looked at her then at his grandfather. The sincerity he saw on their faces touched his heart. It was worth the try. "First I need to drop you off at the post office, Grandpa." "I'll take him back, Chance." Kacey smiled. "You go help Sue feel better. Just seeing you will be good medicine." He nodded, then got up and walked over to where Hannah worked behind the lunch counter. "Hannah, I'll be taking that soup to Sue." She handed him the bag. "About time you got off your butt and did something to set things straight." She winked. "I put two pieces of pie in there, too." "Thanks, Hannah." "Seeing you two happy together is all the thanks I need." Chance shook his head as he walked to the front door. After the way he'd acted the last time he'd been with Sue, he'd be mighty lucky if he didn't get the door slammed in his face. **** 43

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The wind whirled, rattling the window, or at least it sounded like the window. With her fever, Sue wasn't sure. Her mind drifted to Chance. It had been almost a week since he'd been here and told her that he loved her. For the first several days she'd been miserable because of how they'd parted. Then she'd come down with the flu. Could things get any worse? What she'd give to have him knock on her door. Seeing his handsome face would make her feel so much better. She blew her nose again, then started coughing. There went that window rattling again. Funny it sounded more like the screen door. "Sue, its Chance," he pounded and yelled from the other side of the door. "Open up! It's cold out here." Chance? Here? "Just a minute, I have to unwrap myself from this quilt." Boy, I can't believe it! From my lips to God's ears. Kacey was right; she did need to have more faith. She slipped her feet into her bunny slippers and scuffed to the door. Chance stood shivering, a large sack in his arms. "Boy, you look cold. Your ears are real red." "That's because I've been standing out here for a while. I guess you didn't hear me knocking. Man, you look awful." He quickly walked past her and inside the room. "Gee, thanks. Just what a girl wants to hear." Sue pushed the door closed. "It's good to see you, but what're you doing here?" "When I heard you were sick, I wanted to make sure you were getting better. I brought chicken soup from the diner." 44

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"That was nice of you." Sue looked at him only to see spots dancing in front of her eyes. She grabbed the back of the fireside chair. "Chance, everything is spinning again." Quickly setting the bag on a nearby table, he rushed forward in time to catch her before she hit the floor. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the couch. When he laid her down and covered her with the quilt, a deep chuckle broke free and he grinned. "What's so funny?" "Those crazy slippers." "That's not nice making fun of my cute bunnies. They keep my feet warm." She leaned her head back. "A few minutes ago it felt like the North Pole in here. Now it's awfully warm." Chance placed his hand on her forehead. "That's because you're burning up. Do you have anything for the fever?" "Yes, on the table over there." One minute, she was shivering. The next, she felt like stripping off her nightshirt, not that she'd do such a thing with Chance here. "Could you bring me a glass of water with those pills?" "Yes. You stay put. How often have you been taking the Tylenol?" Chance hurried into the kitchen. He soon returned holding a glass of water. "I guess a few hours ago. I don't remember." "Here you go." He placed two pills in her hand and handed her the glass. "Have you been able to eat?" "Haven't felt like fixing anything, although Kacey's tried her best to mother me. But I don't want her around too much. If she catches this, she could spread it to Nick and all the kids." She fumbled with the pills until she got them into 45

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her mouth, then gulped down the water. "That felt good to my throat." "I'm going to heat this soup for you." He slipped off his jacket and hung it on the hook by the door. "I'll put it in a cup. It'll be easier for you to drink it. You need to get something in your stomach." "The dishes are in the cabinet under the microwave." A fierce shiver shook her body. She pulled the quilt up to her neck. "I'm getting cold again. And achy." "It's the fever." From the next room came the beeps of Chance setting the microwave and turning it on. "It'll take a few minutes for the Tylenol to kick in. We need to get that fever down. Tell me where I can find a washcloth." "Check the bathroom closet." She heard him rummaging around in the bathroom. "Did you find it?" "Yes. I'll get some ice and put it in a bowl to keep the cloth cold." He rounded the corner and headed back to the kitchen. Soon he stood beside her again holding a pan. He set the pan on the coffee table. She saw it had ice cubes floating atop water. "Here this should help cool you down." Lowering himself to the floor in front of the couch, he placed the washcloth in the icy liquid, squeezed it out, then put it on her forehead. "I'm afraid giving you hot soup is out of the question right now." "Oh, that feels so good." She closed her eyes. "I'm so sleepy." "You sleep, I'll keep putting this cloth on your forehead. I'm not leaving here until you feel better." 46

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"Good, 'cause seeing you here is comforting..." Her words faded and so did she. **** Chance smiled. She needed him. That was a good sign. He was glad she'd fallen asleep, because he didn't want her to see how worried he really was. Silently he prayed God would help him break her fever. He reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out his cell phone, punching in a number. "Hey, Grandpa, I wanted to let you know I'm staying with Sue. She needs some looking after." "Kacey said she offered to look after her, but Sue chased her off." "Yeah. She was worried about spreading it to the Kacey and the kids. Besides, she's way too sick to give me an argument. And I can be as stubborn as she is." "Let me know how it's going." "I will. Talk to you later." Chance flipped the phone shut. For the rest of the afternoon Chance periodically applied the cool cloth to her forehead and ran it down her arms. He silently prayed the fever would break, since high fever in an adult could prove very dangerous. Around eight o'clock his efforts paid off. Finally, she broke into a sweat and rested easier; her skin felt cooler to the touch. He sank into the chair near her and closed his eyes to rest them for a minute. **** "Chance, wake up." Sue shook his arm. 47

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"What!" He jumped up, almost knocking her onto the floor. "It's after midnight." "I'm sorry, Sue. I didn't mean to fall asleep. Playing nurse is tiring." He grinned, touching the side of her face. "You're cooler now. How do you feel?" "Better. I guess the fever broke. Thank you for caring for me." "If you'd only agree to it, I'd like to do it for the rest of your life." "I know you would." She touched his face with her fingertips, tracing them across his bottom lip. "Not many men would have taken care of a sick woman all evening the way you have. You're a special man, Chance." He waited for her to continue, but she didn't. Yet she hadn't said no, which gave him hope. She gazed at him with such longing, he had to fight to keep from taking her in his arms and kissing her until she said yes. But now wasn't the time. "How does a bowl of soup with some crackers sound?" "Wonderful." Sue settled back on the couch while he went to the kitchen. He reheated the chicken soup in the microwave, then carried it with the sleeve of crackers on a tray into the living room. "Here you go." Chance set the tray on her lap. She dipped the spoon into the soup and brought it to her lips. "I never thought chicken soup could taste so good. Don't you want any?"

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"I ate earlier." He sat in the chair. "Hannah put some of her homemade apple pie in the bag, too. It's the best you'll ever taste." "If it's like her other desserts, I'm sure it is. You don't have to stay around and watch over me. I'm doing fine now." "If you don't mind, I'd like to stay awhile longer just to be sure you're over the worse." "We could watch a movie if you'd like." "Are you sure you're up to it?" "All I've done is sleep. I'm wide awake now." "Then a movie sounds like a good idea." He picked up the remote and flipped through the channels. "Hey, how about Miracle on Thirty-Fourth Street? I love that one. Jimmy Stewart did a great job in it. But don't you tell anyone. I'd get razzed forever." "It's one of my favorites, too. Mom and I always watched it together on Christmas Eve." A sad look crossed her face. "Look, we don't have to watch it. I can find something else." "That's okay. In a way it'll be like she's here with me." "You know, it's no fun watching this movie unless you're sitting beside your best girl." He wiggled his eyebrows. Sue patted the couch. "I wouldn't want to disappoint you after the wonderful care I received." Chance moved next to her, putting his arm around her and pulling her close. He waited for her to say something, but when she didn't, he turned back toward the TV. Right now there wasn't a better place in the world he wanted to be. 49

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Even if he caught the flu, it was worth it just to have his arm wrapped across her shoulder. Now if only he could convince her to say yes to his proposal, his Christmas would be complete. **** Days later, sitting in the diner with Sue, Chance's ringing cell phone startled him. "This is the Squadron Executive Officer, Lieutenant Williams. We've been notified you need to report tomorrow to the base at 0700 hours. Transportation will be leaving for your return trip to Baghdad. You're being assigned to an operations unit." "Yes, sir, I'll be there." Chance flipped the phone shut and slipped it into his shirt pocket. "I don't like the look on your face. What's wrong?" Sue asked. "My new orders. I have to leave in the morning." Chance rubbed his hand over his short-cropped hair. "We knew this day was coming, but I kept hoping I'd be here for Christmas and New Year's." "Their timing sucks." Sue fought the tears forming in her eyes. "Let's get out of here; I've suddenly lost my appetite." **** The ride to the base was too quiet. Usually talkative Grandpa seemed in his own world. The elderly man often kept things to himself if he thought it would worry Chance. 50

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He cleared his throat. "What gives, Grandpa? You're way too quiet." "I wish you didn't have to go. Don't get me wrong, I know it's your job, but it's such a mess over there. I'm afraid it's going to be another Vietnam." "Don't believe everything on the news, Grandpa. Not everyone agrees with the war, but many do. It's just tougher identifying who the enemy is, yet we've made great progress. All of us knew going in it wasn't going to be a quick battle." "It's good to see you still feel the same way after what happened to you. That conviction will help keep you alive." "Pull over there." Chance pointed to a section where cars were parked near the front gate. "Sue said she wanted to see me off. I thought she'd be here by now. Maybe she changed her mind." "She's not the type of girl to tell you something and then not do it. We'll give her a few minutes." "You're right. It's just that since she told me she wasn't sure where our relationship was going, I'm too quick to think the worst." "Give her time, son. Being in love with someone in the military isn't easy on a woman. Especially when she knows you'll be put in harm's way." "I know. Some of my buddies' marriages ended because of those factors." He leaned his head back against the headrest. "You're right, being a military wife isn't easy. I guess I wouldn't want her to say yes if she wasn't sure. I just want...well, it doesn't really matter what I want." 51

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"My guess is she loves you very much. That's why she's taking so long to give you an answer. Just trust God with this one." "Sometimes that's hard to do, Grandpa." Sue's Chrysler Sedan pulled up beside them. Chance jumped from the truck and ran to her, smiling when she got out of the car. She looked more beautiful than ever. He pulled her close. "Hi, gorgeous. I was afraid you wouldn't make it." "My car's battery died. Nick Klaus gave it a jump." "You need to get the battery checked out before you drive back to Florida." "Don't worry, I will." The warmth of her body took the sting out of the bitter wind. "Is this where they're going to pick you up?" "No, we waited for you so we could all go together." Chance opened the door of the truck for her. Once she was buckled in, he slid in beside her. "Close quarters, but I want you beside me. The seats in back aren't so comfortable." "Hey, it's not every day a girl gets to sit between two great looking hunks." Sue winked at Grandpa. "Well, you can bet this old guy doesn't get the chance, either." Grandpa patted Sue's hand. "Glad you showed up. It's just what the boy needed to lift his spirits." "Let's head over there." Chance checked his watch. "Not much time left before departure." His grandpa pulled out of the parking place and drove to the front gate. After Chance showed his ID, they motioned 52

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him through. As they made their way through the barricade to the flight line, no one spoke. **** The hangar was crowded with people waiting for their loved ones to walk through the door that would take them to the aircraft. Sue looked around at several women speaking softly to their men. Some held babies and some held the hands of older children. They all had one thing in common— they were fighting their tears. Sue understood how they felt. Fear gripped her heart, and she fought tears of her own. What if Chance didn't come back this time? For a moment, she considered accepting his proposal, but that wasn't fair to either of them. She wasn't sure if she could stand the strain of saying goodbye every time he had to leave. How did these women do it? How did they say goodbye to the men they loved when clearly it tore them apart? The fact that she loved him was certain, but did she love him enough to stay the distance? "You're a million miles away." Chance slipped his arm around her waist from behind. "How do they do this all the time?" "Because in a way, they signed on, too. Every loved one knows it's a package deal with a military spouse." He leaned his chin on her head. "Have you thought any more about you and me?" "I've thought about nothing else." Sue leaned back against him. "If it's any consolation, I have no question in my mind that I love you. But I still don't know about the rest of it." 53

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"Will you do me a favor while I'm gone?" "Depends on what it is." "I want you to decide." Chance turned her around to face him. "I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But you have to want the same thing." "I wish I could give you an answer now. I really do. But yes, I promise by the time you get back, I'll have an answer." "I'll try and be patient. Truthfully, though, it won't be easy." "I'll e-mail you every night." "If you don't hear from me right away, it'll mean I'm on a mission. I promise I'll get back to you as soon as I can. The next three months will go by faster than you think." "I hope so." From the corner of her eye, Sue caught movement. An officer walked toward the group and addressed them. "Men, tell your families goodbye and then fall in." Chance bent his head and covered her lips with his. She felt so right in his arms. How she wished they could stay like this forever. But duty called. He broke the kiss and gazed into her eyes. "Wait for me, Sue." "I will." She grabbed him by the shirt and a sob racked her to her soul. "You better come back breathing and in one piece, do you hear me?" "Yes, ma'am." He saluted her. "You better listen to her, son, because no grandfather wants to lose his grandson." 54

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He locked gazes with his grandfather over Sue's head. "Don't worry, I'm coming back." But how could he make such a promise? Chance hoisted his duffle bag over his shoulder. Falling in line with the other troops, he headed out the door to the plane. As he moved onto the ramp, he looked back at her. She brushed the tears from her face. She hadn't wanted Chance to see her crying, but she hadn't been able to stop herself. She'd fallen apart in front of him. Bob put his arm around her and they both waved goodbye. Then she blew Chance a kiss. "You better come back, Chance McCray," she whispered. **** The snow glistened like a million diamonds on the front yard. Chance had been gone a week. But to Sue it seemed like forever. Thanks to the e-mails, she'd heard from him regularly, but not in the past two days. Probably he was on a mission. She prayed every day for God to keep him safe. His words returned to her time and again. We take risks every day just coming out of our houses and going to the malls, anywhere there are a lot of people. People killed in the World Trade Center or that mall in Omaha hadn't left home believing they were taking a risk. Teachers and students didn't go to school fearing they'd be killed. People in car accidents certainly didn't plan them! Bad stuff happened, regardless of how careful you were. Life held no guarantees. She leaned her head against the cold window. Tonight was Christmas Eve. How she wished Chance could be here with 55

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her. If he were, she'd tell him that she'd changed her mind. No sooner had he left than her feelings had become crystal clear. She loved him and missed him. She realized he'd become a part of her. All she thought about now was how much she wanted him— as her husband, her confidant, her lover. She'd be his wife and spend whatever future together God gave them. And she hoped that was going to be a long, long time. Something drew her attention away from daydreaming, breaking her train of thought. The phone was ringing. "Hello." "Hey, girl," Kacey's upbeat voice trilled through the receiver. "I'm taking the kids to see Santa Claus. How about coming along?" "Chance promised he'd e-mail tonight and we'd instantmessage. Until then I'm free as a bird." She glanced at the window. "Maybe that should be penguin in this weather." Kacey's laughter brought a smile to her own face. "Is that a yes?" "Of course." "Okay, pick you up shortly." Ten minutes later Kacey was at the door. "You ready to go?" "Sure." Sue grabbed her coat off the rack. "Let's not keep Santa waiting." **** Chance looked around the crowded department store. He and Kacey had planned this surprise when he learned his 56

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outfit was being sent home early. Kacey was to make sure Sue sat on Santa's lap so he could present her with a very special present. He paced behind the curtain hanging behind Santa's big chair. Chance looked at his watch for the tenth time. Kacey should show up with Sue any minute. "Son, if you keep pacing like that, you're going to wear a hole in the carpet. If Kacey said she'd be here, she'll be here." Grandpa placed his hands on Chance's shoulders. "Everything is going to work out." "I hope you're right. Can you peek through the curtain and see if you spot them yet?" "Sure can." His grandfather opened up the curtain and looked out, then let the curtain drop, a grin lighting his face. "They're halfway back in the line." "Good." Chance ran his hand through his short-cropped hair. "Boy, I never thought I'd be this nervous." "You probably have twenty minutes before she gets up here, so try to calm down. Just think how surprised and excited she's going to be. She thinks you're still in Iraq." "Let's hope she says yes or I'm going to make a big fool of myself in front of half the town." "Don't worry about that. Sue loves you." Chance paced again. She just had to say yes. **** Finally they stood at the head of the line in front of Santa Claus. Sue smiled as Kacey let go of Nicky's hand. He scampered up on Santa's knee and recited his wish list. Santa's helper presented Nicky with a small gift. 57

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Holding his present, Nicky rushed over to her. "Okay, Aunt Sue, it's your turn." "I'm too big to sit on Santa's lap." She smiled, hoping that would end his pleading. "You're never too big to believe in Santa. Isn't that right, Mom?" "You bet! Come on, Sue, you're not going to disappoint Nicky, are you?" "No, I guess not." Sue rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Hope you don't mind, Santa." "That's what I'm here for. To make dreams come true." He smiled and winked at her, patting his lap. Sue sat on his knees, trying not to put all her weight on the poor guy. "I'm afraid you can't make my dream come true, Santa. All I want for Christmas is the man I love. He's fighting in Iraq." "Well, sometimes the impossible does seem to take a little longer." He reached into the bag held by his helper elf. "Let's see if Santa can find you something in here." After a few seconds, he pulled out a small square box and handed it to her. "Thank you." She started to get up. "Open it!" Nicky and Kacey shouted. "Now?" They were both nodding furiously and Nicky held up his prize. "See, Aunt Sue, I opened mine." "You two sure are acting strange. I don't want to hold up the line any longer, so okay, I'll open it." She slid the gold 58

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ribbon off the box, then opened it to look inside. Moving the square of cotton, she gasped. "It's a diamond ring." "Will you marry me, Sue?" Chance's voice said...but how? He stepped from behind the curtain and knelt down next to Santa. Crowds of shoppers clapped and cheered. "Chance, you're here! Oooo, I can't believe it!" She threw herself into his arms. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Yes, I'll marry you." He lifted her off Santa's lap and swung her around in a circle. "I can't believe it either. You finally said yes." He sat her on her feet. "Let me slip this ring on your finger before you change your mind." "I'll never change my mind." She smiled through tears as he slipped the ring on her finger. "I finally realized no one is ever promised more than the day they have. I want to spend the rest of the days of my life with you. And when you have to go away, I'll be waiting for you when you return." "Those are words I prayed for and longed to hear." He drew her closer. "You've made all my dreams come true." She wrapped her arms around his neck as she rose up on her tiptoes and gave him a long, tender kiss. From behind her she could hear the cheering from the crowd. In the distance, Santa Bring My Baby Back To Me was playing. Never would she forget this Christmas Eve or this town. The town of Mistletoe—where dreams really do come true. **** 59

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From the Highland Press Anthology Flames of Gold

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