The Best Snowman in the World: The Snowman Anthology

By Julie Kavanagh

Jeannie arrives back in her hometown with her two sons to start a new life, but she finds nothing is easy at Christmas. Her youngest son, Joel has difficulty understanding the world as we see it, and Brody, fourteen, just wants to go home.

Escaping her callous and unfaithful husband, she meets the neighbor, Ben, a single parent and finds their circumstances have many things in common.

One kiss convinces her that not all men are like Matt, the husband she left behind, but his unexpected arrival threatens her plans to start her new life.

Does true love conquer all at Christmas?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Books To Go Now
• Release date: Oct 19, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386189169

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Excerpt from The Best Snowman in the World

This felt right, this felt good, and I realized just how much I had missed the feel of a man's strong arms around me, holding me tight. Yes, we had a lot to learn about each other and had agreed to take it slow, but I had a good feeling about him.

Jeannie, I know this is too soon, and we don’t know how this will turn out, but I think I fell in love with you the first moment I saw you.

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LOOK FOR JULLIE KAVANAGH OTHER STORIES

THE WITCH IN THE STONES, Love under an Open Sky, Jessica’s Diary, The Bodyguard, Thanksgiving on Summer Street, Before the Snow Melts, Nana’s Naughty Noel, Christmas with Mr. Jeffers, Christmas Kisses, Sun Side, Halloween on Summer Street, Loving Lies, Frozen Heart of Fire, Night, The Last Thing She Needs, The Seventh Son, On the Rebound, The Red-Haired Assassin, Christmas Eve on Summer Street, A Sprig of White Heather

Chapter One

M om, Mom! Come and look, Joel, the youngest of my two boys, screamed from the living room. I peeked out the kitchen window where I had been cleaning up after my marathon baking session. I’d started the Christmas cooking early because my mom was still in the hospital, and although we hoped she’d be released soon, we didn’t know when it would happen.

Joel called again, because he hated being ignored. I knew what had gotten him so excited, but as ever, I felt drawn into his loud enthusiasm.

Look, it’s snowing. He pointed at the few fine flakes which cascaded from the sky although they had barely settled on the ground.

It always snows here at Christmas. I smiled as I knelt on the living room couch and peered out through the large bay window with him. Joel was seven, and everything excited him. He was just that kind of boy. He could be clumsy, noisy and usually spoke before he thought, but he never meant any harm by it.

Brody, his older brother, lounged on the opposite couch, his knees drawn up and his eyes closed as he listened to the latest ‘in’ band. I didn’t try to keep up with his raucous music choices. At fourteen, he’d been the most affected by our recent move. And even though he thought he knew it all, he didn’t understand the reasons I had taken them away from their father. I consoled myself that two weeks wasn’t sufficient time for any of us to settle in properly. I just had to give him enough time and space to come around to the idea.

It might not settle today, boy. My dad poked his head around the door, a wry smile on his face. But you just wait until the end of the week. We’ll be knee-high in the stuff.

Knee-high? Joel mused, his lips curling upward in anticipation. Will it be enough to make a snowman, Gramps?

Enough to build a family of them. My dad chuckled with a secret wink in my direction. Despite his complaints about the cold making his bones ache, I knew he’d be the first one out in the front yard building said snowmen. Maybe Brody will leave that couch and help us.

He won’t. Joel’s excitement faded and his smile dropped. He’s angry because he doesn’t want to live here.

I glanced up into Dad’s face, my brows creasing as I grimaced. I hadn’t wanted him to know about Brody’s reluctance, but I couldn’t hide it now. I mouthed an apology, but Dad simply shrugged. He’d helped Mom raised four boys and me. I didn’t think there was much that surprised him.

Your brother needs time to come to terms with all the changes, Dad said, echoing my thoughts. He didn’t seem perturbed by Joel’s outburst. You wait and see.

I LAY ON MY BED A FEW hours later in the small attic room. The