Snow Angels

By C. Fennessy

Christmas is approaching, and Kelly and her two teenage best friends have received a four-day vacation package at a luxurious ski resort. Kelly’s family owns the resort, and her identity is discovered by one of the guests at the hotel. While the girls are having fun, a stranger plots to kidnap Kelly and hold her for ransom. As Kelly’s faith is tested, she must trust the one person who can help her to escape. Will her faith in God be enough to help her to survive?

• Language: English
• Publisher: C. Fennessy
• Release date: Jun 15, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311179111

C. Fennessy

I write for mostly for teens and sometimes for adults. Some of the teen fiction is Christian, and my other fiction is historical fiction. The next book uploaded will be another adventure with Kacey and her friends. I hope some of you will enjoy reading my books as much as I enjoy writing them. To contact me, please send an email to: [e-mail]

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Snow Angels

C. Metzinger

Published by C. Metzinger at Smashwords

Copyright 2014 C. Metzinger

Other titles by C. Metzinger:

Playing to Win

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Let it Snow!

Chapter 2: Hitting the Slopes

Chapter 3: The Plan

Chapter 4: Fun at the Rink

Chapter 5: Surprise Attack

Chapter 6: Counting Miracles

Chapter 7: A Familiar Face

Chapter 8: No Escape

Chapter 9: Kidnapped!

Chapter 10: The Getaway

Epilogue

Chapter 1: Let it Snow!

Your dad has got to be the coolest dad in the world! declared Cindy Ferra.

I know, Kelly Carlson agreed, smiling proudly.

The tall, slender girl with an athletic build and a stylish short haircut exclaimed, It says here in this brochure that all meals and room service are included, and that this is a five-star hotel! Do you know what that means?

Jan, Kelly's family is in the hotel business, of course she knows what it means! Cindy replied.

Kelly stared at the brochure in her hands. The cover pictured a pair of skiers traversing the powdery slopes of Longview Mountain. Inside were colorful photos of the elegant but rustic lodge-style rooms at the White Pines Resort in Vermont.

Kelly had received the travel package on her 19th birthday three months ago. It was a complete all-inclusive vacation for three people to stay three nights at the exclusive ski resort. Her father, Bill Carlson, had made all the arrangements with the permission of Cindy's and Jan's parents. He knew that Kelly would enjoy the trip more if she could bring her two best friends, and he didn't want her to go alone.

Kelly and her father were very close, especially since her mother died almost two years ago of a long-term illness. Last Christmas had been difficult as their first Christmas without her. They managed to get through the holiday that was anything but merry for Kelly, her father, and her brother Brian. Brian was five years older than she, and lived in Boston. Kelly's father hoped that giving Kelly a trip along with her two best friends would relieve some of the anxiety they both felt about facing Christmas this year.

Reading from the brochure, Cindy said, "Listen to this: ‘the quaint village of River Bend offers exclusive shopping at some of the most unique and stylish boutiques in Vermont.’ We definitely have to check that out!"

Who wants to shop when we have unlimited skiing? cried Jan.

I do! Cindy replied adamantly.

Let's not argue about it, Kelly suggested, "I'm sure we'll have enough time to ski and shop. Dad said that the resort also has a huge ice-skating rink, so don't forget to bring your skates."

Skates, skis, boots, poles, luggage…There won't be room for anyone else on the train! Cindy exclaimed.

We'll make room, said Jan, Even if we have to throw off a passenger or two. I can't wait to go shushing down those slopes!

"Shushing? What's shushing? asked Cindy, I can barely manage to snowplow."

Kelly's dog looked up at her and barked. Kelly laughed.

Sorry, Daisy, honey, you'll have to stay home with Dad. But he'll bring you to New York with him while Bailey stays here with the whole house to himself.

You leave the cat here alone? asked Jan.

We have a neighbor who will check on him each day and feed him. But my grandparents have a beagle who hates cats, so Bailey has to stay home when we go to visit them.

Kelly was startled by the time on the wall clock.

Ooh! Look at the time! I have to go to choir practice!

Daisy jumped down from the sofa and followed Kelly.

The girls headed for the front door as they pulled on their jackets and scarves.

I'll call you tomorrow, Cindy told Kelly, I still haven't figured out what wardrobe to bring.

Jan suggested, Just bring everything, Cindy. We can reserve an entire freight car just for your stuff!

Kelly laughed and waved goodbye as they drove off. She was really looking forward to spending a long weekend with her two best friends. They had been friends for years, and always managed to have a great time together and plenty of adventure whenever they traveled. Now that she was on a school break between semesters, she hoped to spend more time with them.

Jan, Kelly and Cindy talk about their ski trip to White Pines Resort.

Kelly ran upstairs to her bathroom and refreshed her make-up and hair. She hurried back downstairs, and after grabbing her jacket and scarf, went into the den where her father was sitting at his desk.

Hi, Dad, she greeted, kissing his cheek, and then pulling on her jacket.

Oh, hi, honey, he replied. Where are you off to?

Choir practice.

Mr. Carlson nodded and looked at his watch.

Oh my, I didn't realize it was nearly seven already.

How's the sermon coming? asked Kelly.

I seem to be having writer's block. I can't seem to come up with the next paragraph.

Kelly wound her scarf around her neck and said, Well, you always tell me that when I hit a brick wall I should pray about it and then sleep on it.

He grinned and nodded, Yes, you're right. That's what I'll do. Have fun at choir practice.

Kelly drove to St. Mark's church where her father was the minister. She loved sitting in a pew on Sundays and listening to his sermons. They were always inspiring and encouraging.

Her father, Bill Carlson, hadn't always been a minister of a church. When he was younger, he was a vice president of Carlson Hotels, a large corporation of hotel chains all over the world. His father, Richard Carlson, had expected all three of his children to become the next generation of managers for the family business. But his oldest son, Bill, had felt a pull to do something more meaningful with his life. He left the family business when Kelly was three so he could spend more time with his own family and pursue his goal. After studying at the seminary, he became the pastor of St. Mark's Church over 15 years ago and never regretted leaving the hotel business. He was still somewhat wealthy because of all the stock he owned in the Carlson business, but they lived on his modest salary in an upscale middle-class home in Westfield, New Hampshire.

At the church, the choir director, Mr. Jackson, began rehearsing the choir with warm-up exercises. He instructed them to take out their sheet music for Handel’s Messiah and they began to rehearse. Soon, he stopped them to correct the alto section.

"That entire segment must be forte, altos! Let's try it again!"

Mr. Jackson was a thin man with