Wearing the magical sweater, Noelle walks out of the house and shuts the door behind her.
The playful ring of the jingle bells on her family’s wreath puts a spring in her step as she heads into town.
She makes a pit stop at her favorite café for a sweet gingerbread latte…
And is stopped in her tracks by the sight of a familiar face.
LawrenceAre you here to steal my eggnog again?
NoelleWhat?! What are you doing here?
LawrenceVisiting my aunt. This is where I’m celebrating the holidays this year.
NoelleReally? Me too. I grew up in this town.