Given how much I'm into Christmas novellas and how amazing the book cover of this one is, it's kind of a wonder that it took me over a year to finally read this one I had on my Kindle.

As romantic as this story set in the '70s turns out to be, I personally wouldn't think of it as a romance novella. The heroine spends much of the time with just herself and her dog, reflecting on the family life she had as a child. It's an easily paced read with plenty of contemplative moments, and I'd say that family is the key focus.

Also, while I admittedly enjoy my share of holiday schmaltz, this isn't a corny or sappy story. The emotional quality here is real and relatable without being overdone. I mean, at least a time or two, the story sort of snuck up on me when it twinged my heart.

While grief is a prominent theme, the read is warm and inviting with its own kind of Christmas magic. Great for fans of wholesome holiday stories. I definitely plan on reading this author again. ( )