All I Want for Christmas is Pooch

All I Want for Christmas is Pooch

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By:  Bella Moondragon  Completed
Language: English
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Nothing can bring two people together like an adorable little pooch! Brady Rogers took the job as the new city planner for Holiday Hills expecting a town rich with Christmas spirit. What he finds is anything but. Due to budget cuts, many of the Christmas activities have been cancelled. When a cute little dog steals his scarf, he's led to a couple of people who want to help Holiday Hills regain the towns reputation for being the place to celebrate. Could it be that little dog has also led him to love? Noelle Snow loves her job running the animal shelter, but she needs more money to keep the no-kill shelter a float. When she meets Brady, thanks to a sweet pup named Pooch, she might just be able to save the shelter, help the town find their Christmas spirit, and fall in love. But when the town's mayor has different ideas about how the budget should be spent, Brady and Noelle's plans might just fall apart and tear a riff between them. Will Pooch be enough to bring them back together?

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Chapter 1

The small tuft of black and white fur disappeared behind the leg of an unexpected passerby, only a hint of his red scarf appearing for a moment as the dog dodged behind a lamp post, disappearing entirely for a few seconds before reappearing further down the crowded sidewalk. Brady Rogers wound his way through people leisurely walking from one shop to the next, making the most of the mild, early December day when the temperature was in the high forties, instead of the low thirties, or colder, which it usually was in Connecticut this time of year.“Hey! Stop!” Brady shouted again, accidentally clipping the jacket of a dad walking alongside his wife and kids as he hurried after the little dog. “Pardon me,” he said, glad he hadn’t knocked the man off balance. So far, there hadn’t been any head on collisions or casualties, but as the crowd thickened, and the dog got further away, Brady feared he might take out one of the ol

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43 Chapters

Chapter 1

The small tuft of black and white fur disappeared behind the leg of an unexpected passerby, only a hint of his red scarf appearing for a moment as the dog dodged behind a lamp post, disappearing entirely for a few seconds before reappearing further down the crowded sidewalk. Brady Rogers wound his way through people leisurely walking from one shop to the next, making the most of the mild, early December day when the temperature was in the high forties, instead of the low thirties, or colder, which it usually was in Connecticut this time of year.“Hey! Stop!” Brady shouted again, accidentally clipping the jacket of a dad walking alongside his wife and kids as he hurried after the little dog. “Pardon me,” he said, glad he hadn’t knocked the man off balance. So far, there hadn’t been any head on collisions or casualties, but as the crowd thickened, and the dog got further away, Brady feared he might take out one of the ol
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Chapter 2

Brady heard a voice say, “Well, look at you! Aren’t you just darling!”His eyes followed the sound of a middle-aged woman’s chirp as she continued to dote on what he quickly saw was the little thief. She was sitting with her back to him on one of the benches, a cup in one hand, her other hand stroking the fur of the little tramp.Quickly, Brady trotted over, a stitch in his side, despite his frequent exercise routine. “Thank goodness,” he murmured as he noted the scarf was no longer trapped in the dog’s teeth. It was lying next to him on the bench. Even from a few feet away, Brady could see it was soiled with mud, perhaps some oil from the road, but it wasn’t torn. That was something.“Oh, is this your dog?” The woman slipped her hand beneath the red collar around the dog’s neck, and for the first time Brady noticed the collar was the exact same shade as
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Chapter 3

The black lab bounced on the concrete floor in front of her, yanking playfully on the blue leash wrapped around Doug Gibson’s hand. The two children at his side did not look nearly as cheerful as the pup, tears in their eyes, as they stared at a spot near Noelle’s shoes. She didn’t blame them. She felt the same way on the inside, and this wasn’t even her dog.“Mr. Gibson,” she said, attempting to keep her voice even, but anger was beginning to seep in. “This is the fourth dog this year.” She took a deep breath and placed her hands on her hips. Then, realizing that might look hostile, which is how she felt, but not how she wanted to appear, she folded them, then changed her mind again and dropped them to her sides--rigid.“I know that, Noelle,” he said, shaking his head. “But my wife keeps getting ‘em off of Craigslist,” he said with a shrug. “I keep tell
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Chapter 4

The chime behind Noelle had her spinning around again. She prayed it was a family there to adopt a pet, but when she saw a stranger holding a fluffy ball of black and white fur, she assumed the worst. “Can I help you?” she asked as another volunteer, the only other one working that Saturday afternoon, Clara Lincoln, came up to her elbow.Noelle had a feeling she should just let Clara, an older woman with the patience of a saint, handle this one, but when the man spoke, he said, “Hi, I was told to ask for Noelle.”“That’s me,” she said, trying not to notice the jade green eyes and the square jaw of the man before her. “How can I help you?” She folded her arms, not caring if she suddenly looked rude. Her anger at Mr. Gibson was no longer festering. It was surfacing, and she was about to explode if this man said what she had to assume he was about to say.“Well,
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Chapter 5

The slam of the door to his Silverado seemed final in a way Brady couldn’t quite accept. He glanced at the empty seat next to him. It seemed like Pooch should still be there, despite the fact that the dog had occupied the passenger side of the vehicle for only a few moments, just the one time, on the drive from the downtown area to the dog shelter. Still, it had been nice to have a companion with him, a cute one, one that pressed his nose to the window and watched where they were going with interest but didn’t ask a lot of questions.Realizing he was being silly, Brady started his truck and backed it out. Had it been all that long since he had a companion of sorts? Not really. He’d broken up with Charlotte only a few months before he moved to Holiday Hills, so it wasn’t that long ago, in the grand scheme of things. She definitely didn’t sit there quietly, though. And while she was cute, it wasn’t in the same way as Poo
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Chapter 6

Brady had just finished taking a few notes on his smartphone when he heard a familiar voice. “Well, if it isn’t the new city planner!”Turning around, Brady saw Mayor Joe Jenkins headed his way, a smile on his face barely visible between the large gray scarf wound around his neck and the matching wool cap pulled down to the top of his dark framed glasses. It wasn’t quite cold enough out here for all that, in Brady’s opinion, but the mayor was a small-framed man, at least ten years older than Brady, so probably in his late thirties, maybe early forties, and it was possible he chilled easily.“Hi, Mayor Jenkins,” Brady said, offering a wave but then clasping the extended, mitten-clad hand of the leader of the local government. “How are you?”“I am well, Brady. Very well,” he said, overly formal. “Are you out here looking at the sight of the new parki
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Chapter 7

Most evenings, Noelle was so tired after she got home from work, she could hardly wrestle up the energy to nuke a microwave dinner. Tonight, however, she felt different for reasons she couldn’t quite put her finger on. Rather than spending a lonely Saturday night in the small apartment she lived in above her parents’ garage, she decided to actually enter the house and borrow her mother’s oven. It wasn’t as if Doris was likely to be using it. Noelle couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen her mother cook anything, but she had a feeling it had probably been last July, for her stepdad’s birthday. Cliff loved a good pork tenderloin, and even though Doris made a fuss anytime anyone asked her to cook anything, she had made it for him. Despite her protesting, her mother was a good cook, when she could be bothered with turning on the oven.Noelle double-checked the timer she’d set on the stove and turned around
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Chapter 8

Setting her bags down, Doris removed her hat and coat. “Oh, what are you making?” she asked. “That smells divine!”“Thanks.” Noelle shrugged, flipping the dish towel she’d been toying with over her shoulder. “I was in the mood for… pie.”“I thought that’s what I was smelling!” Doris paused to inhale deeply. She was still a beautiful woman, Noelle thought, especially with the last rays of sun fading behind her. Her hair was turning white already, and sometimes she looked a little older than her fifty-five years, thanks to all she’d been through, but she was lovely. And she knew it.“Your hair looks nice,” Noelle said as her mother came out of her stance and approached the island.Running her fingers through her hair, Doris smiled, her perfectly painted red nails a sharp contrast to the white-blonde. “
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Chapter 9

Early Monday morning, not long after the sun began to come up, twinkling off of the frozen snow on the ground and creating a myriad of diamonds, Brady found himself all alone in the park, the same one in which he’d chased Pooch just a few days ago. This time, he was here for work, but he was glad to have a few moments to sit on a bench and reflect. It wasn’t the same bench where Mrs. Snow had captured the furry thief, but that one was within eyesight. Instead, Brady had chosen a bench nearer to a copse of cedar trees, an idea in the back of his mind trying to bring itself together, to form into something coherent. It was there--it just wasn’t ready to articulate itself yet.This was his process. Sitting alone in the quiet, often in the morning or at dusk, taking in nature, and letting his mind work. He’d gone over all of the reports from Mr. Jenkins in the past couple of days, and he could see several items that needed to be addre
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Chapter 10

Taking the dogs for a walk was one of the best parts of Noelle’s day, but she didn’t get much time to do it. In fact, there were so many dogs in the shelter at the moment, most of them didn’t get a walk except for every other day or so. The dogs they kept separate from the others, in the back, the ones that they didn’t feel safe adopting out, rarely got to go outside at all. As Noelle stood in front of their cages, having just refilled their food and water bowels, all she saw was sadness in their eyes. Even the ones that continued to growl at her after all of the weeks, months, and years of being there, pulled at her heartstrings. It was so sad that there was nothing she could do to help them.The sound of Rhonda, the only volunteer who’d made it in that day, humming as she cleaned out the cages in the front had Noelle’s outlook shifting. A smile came to her lips, one that stayed there as she walked back out to the mai
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