Three Wise Girls

By Three Wise Girls

Home For The Holidays by Cylin Busby
Fifteen-year-old Nanci is thrilled to be back in Los Angeles for Christmas—sun, beaches and shopping—but will her new stepmother dash her holiday dreams?

Snow In Your Face by Anna Hays
Snow lives in the North Pole and is a distant niece to the big man, Santa Claus. This Christmas, she decides it's finally time to give her Uncle Santa the long overdue fashion makeover she's been planning ever since she first saw him in that crazy red suit with those funny black boots. But when she gets caught in a life-threatening blizzard on her way to his humble dwelling, she is forced to re-think her fashion instincts and the true meaning of Christmas.

The Holiday Miracle by Amy Koss
Annie goes Christmas caroling in her new neighborhood with her new "friends" and discovers that miracles really do happen.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Three Wise Girls
• Release date: Nov 18, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301377299

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Three Wise Girls

holiday stories

by Anna Hays, Cylin Busby, Amy Koss, writing as Three Wise Girls

Copyright 2012 Anna Hays, Cylin Busby, Amy Koss, writing as Three Wise Girls

Published by Three Wise Girls at Smashwords

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Table of Contents

Snow In Your Face.... Anna Hays

The Holiday Miracle.... Amy Koss

Home For The Holidays.... Cylin Busby

About the Authors

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Snow In Your Face

by Anna Hays

Tragically, it's Christmastime.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for Christmas. Any holiday where you get free food and presents piled higher than Mount Everest for no apparent reason is my kind of holiday, but have you ever noticed that there is something severely off about it? With Christmas, I mean, not the present-giving or good moods, or even the sizzling roast in the oven. And I'm not talking about the freakishly high volume of meaningless advertising or the sickening smell of cinnamon candles in every store, even at your local caribou feed shop. I mean really wrong, down to the colorful wooly socks, the festive sweaters, and the trail of shiny-toothed carolers singing the same song over and over, year after year, with smiles plastered on their rosy-cheeked faces.

It's the freaking reindeer in the room that no one dares speak about, especially, if my Aunt Jessie, AKA Mrs. Santa Claus, is around. She's such a... never mind. Let's just say that she's a work in progress. Mostly she's just a piece of work. Okay, so what I'm talking about is the man himself, the honorable, the king, the one and only, the MC, the VIP, the chief gift-giver, my uncle once removed by marriage to a distant second cousin who was also once removed, the legendary Uncle Nick, as in Saint Nick, sometimes for some unknown reason, he answers to Kris Kringle, but it's safe to say that the universe knows him as Santa Claus.

Before I go any further, I guess I should introduce myself. Hi, my name is Snow, long story. Actually it's not that long. All you have to do is look outside and you'll see how I got my name. I live in the North Pole, hello! My parents aren't exactly rocket scientists. They're