By Mary Kay Andrews
It is the week prior to Christmas, and antiques broker Weezie Foley is in a frenzy to garnish her store for the Savannah historic district adorning contest, which she intends to win. Weezie is able to shoot herself along with her glue gun by the point she's performed, however the effects are lovely. She's definitely one-upped the proprietors of the fashionable boutique round the nook, yet all at once issues begin to pass lacking from her show, and there appears a mysterious middle of the night customer to her store. nonetheless, Weezie has excessive hopes for the holiday—maybe within the kind of an engagement ring from her chef boyfriend. yet Daniel, constantly moody on the vacation trips, turns out extra far-off than ordinary. Throw in Weezie's decidedly ordinary relations, a Fifties Christmas tree pin, or even a bit support from the King himself (Elvis, that is), and perhaps there'll be a pocketful of miracles for Weezie this Christmas Eve. again via well known call for, this re-creation of the vacation vintage contains an essay through the writer, information for "keeping the chuffed in holidays," extra recipes, and extra.
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Daniel asked, kissing my neck. “Mmm. ” He held me at arm’s length and smiled. “Looking good too. ” “New in 1958, I think,” I said, twirling so he could get the full effect. ” I asked, holding my hair off my neck. “Manny and Cookie own Babalu, that new shop across the square, over on Harris. They’re trying to put me out of business. ” He zipped me up without any funny business. So I knew he was distracted. ” he asked. “Everything. But don’t get me started. ” “You look fine to me,” Daniel said.
My honor was at stake here. I took the phone out into the alley behind the shop, set it on an old copy of the Savannah Morning News, and quickly created an adorable, if now worthless, powder blue princess phone. It was time to check on my dye job. The blue netting was absolutely heavenly. I gathered it up in my arms and was on my way out the back door when I spotted one of the many silver-framed photos of family and friends I had scattered all over the town house. This particular picture was of me and Daniel at the beach.
Blue Christmas! Screw the fruits and nuts. Screw vernacular. Screw tasteful. Screw the judges and the rules! I was gonna have a blue Christmas this year. And I’d by God have fun doing it. CHAPTER 7 B lue, blue, blue, I chanted as I drove around town in a last-minute shopping spree. And maybe some silver. Yes, definitely silver. I hit Target and in the seasonal aisle loaded up on plain silver and metallic-blue glass tree ornaments. I bought boxes and boxes of silver garland, aluminum tinsel, and ten strands of old-fashioned-looking big bulb lights, all in blue, of course, to supplement the white twinkle lights I already had at home.