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2021-03-11 13:10:25The scent of cardboard was overpowering, and Memory was ready to get out of the stock room. She felt like she’d spent the last two days in there—opening boxes and repackaging ornaments to ship out. When the order had come in Saturday afternoon, she’d been thrilled. The handmade ornaments she’d purchased from a local crafter almost two years ago had been taking up space in the storage room for far too long, and now, they’d be decorating a tree in Buffalo that had lost a lot of ornaments in a recent snow storm. Still, she’d be happy when she was done boxing everything up so she could get the ornaments in the mail and get back to enjoying the season.
The sound of the bell on the front door let her know her first customer of the morning had arrived—at least, that’s what she was assuming from her view of cardboard and bubble wrap. While part of her was glad to be leaving the cramped work space for a few minutes,
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“It’s snowing. Hard.” Memory stood next to the front window of her shop, watching the snow plummet to the earth like the down of an angry goose.“It’s fine,” Ellie assured her, straightening the items behind the cash register. “Caroling is better with a little snow.”“This isn’t a little snow. Look at it, Ellie. It’s practically a white out.”Ellie chuckled. “Honey, just because you don’t like to sing, that doesn’t mean you should let it ruin your evening. You haven’t had much time to see Dak at all this week, and if I recall, he’s not going to be here too much longer. You should probably spend your time wisely.”Memory pulled herself away from the window and checked the clock again. It was a quarter till 5:00. She’d be locking up soon, heading home to eat dinner and put on as many layers
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She knew she wouldn’t have too much time to get ready, so she’d laid out her outfit the night before. Layers were the key to keeping warm, and she’d be wearing plenty of them. She wore thick leggings under her jeans, two pairs of socks and snow boots, and layered her shirts. Deciding she’d get too hot inside if she went ahead and put her thick red sweater on, she touched up her makeup, switched her earrings, and sprayed a little of the vanilla scented perfume she’d gotten for Christmas last year behind her ears. Satisfied that she looked presentable, Memory headed to the kitchen.Her dad was still singing as he stirred a pot on the stove. The aroma of chicken soup made Memory feel all warm inside. “Hey, Dad. How was your day?”“Any time my boss says go home it’s snowing, it’s been a good day.” Bryce chuckled. “How was yours?”“Good.&rdq
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“Remote starts are awesome,” she said as he stomped his feet off.Bryce chuckled. “I wish I had one. Let’s give it a minute to warm up.”The snow was still coming down. Memory stood at the window and watched the neighbor’s Christmas lights turn the white flakes to a multitude of colors, reflecting on the conversation she’d had with her dad earlier. Was it fair for her to tell him to acknowledge his feelings when she wasn’t ready to face hers?“Ready?”“Yeah.” She’d have to ponder that idea later. Making sure her coat was zipped up all the way, she followed him out the door, securing the lock behind her.“It looks like it’s let up some,” her dad said, opening the passenger door of his pickup truck for her.“Not enough,” Memory muttered climbing in and hooking h
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“Can we please not talk about the donation?” Dak asked.“Oh, yeah.” She shrugged and took a step back, like it wasn’t a big deal, like she wasn’t about to ask if that number was accurate. The fact that he hadn’t corrected Kirsten or denied it made her realize it had to be. While it was easy to imagine what Kim could do with that much money, Memory let herself think for a few moments about what it would be like to have it herself. She could fix the roof on her grandma’s house and do all of the other repairs, hire someone to work in the shop with her so she could concentrate on the website, and even afford to send her dad and the rest of the family on a nice trip. Not to mention new tires for her car....“Are you okay, Mem?”She realized she was staring at nothing and blinked a few times. “Great—yeah, I’m fine.” She found a reassuring smi
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Dak didn’t bring her coffee or lunch on Friday. He didn’t text her or stop by to see if she needed help with any boxes. Ellie let her mope for the most part, not saying anything about it, only patting her on the back on occasion or stroking her hair. Memory couldn’t blame him for giving up. Every time he’d tried to let her know he was interested in getting to know her better, she’d slammed the door in his face. She’d spent half the night lying in bed trying to figure out exactly why that was. Even if she didn’t agree with what she thought he might be planning to do with a house in her town, did that make him a bad person? Of course not. So what was she afraid of?“You know,” Ellie said at half-past four, “sometimes letting things out through our own mouths can trigger something in our brains we haven’t considered before.” She was straightening a shelf while Memory dusted the counter.
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Finding a parking spot in one of the public lots at 5:45 on the night of the parade was impossible, so Dak had parked along a side street several blocks from the square. He was in such a rush to get there before the parade started, he almost locked his keys in his car. With them safely tucked in his pocket, he hurried down the sidewalk, along with a crowd of other people who were running late and had to park far away. He hoped to find Memory and her family before the grand marshal reached the square. Off in the distance, he could hear a marching band and knew he was almost out of time.All four sides of the square were lined with people pressed together to get a good view, as was the route approaching the square for several blocks, where the parade would pass first. He imagined the side where they would exit was also busy. Dak took a deep breath, glad he’d made it this far before the event started. He could see a red convertible in the distance slo
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The parade wasn’t long. After a few more floats, some horses, a couple of clowns, and some classic cars, Santa was spotted coming around the corner. Lorelei and Anson giggled and shouted, jumping up and down. All along the sidewalk, children clapped and waved at the big man, some even shouting their Christmas wishes.Santa looked an awful lot like Sheriff Parks, even with his fake beard and stuffed tummy. The kids didn’t seem to notice. He waved and tossed candy from atop his sleigh, his plastic reindeer fastened up the roof of the pick-up truck towing his magical sled atop a flatbed trailer. It was decorated with fake snow and Christmas trees so that it looked as if Santa was flying over the top of a forest of lighted trees.“Well, that’s that,” Memory said, turning toward him, her hands deep in her pockets. “Until next year.”“That was impressive. Especially that ginger
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Opening the book to the page where the feathers were placed, she squinted to see if there was anything particularly important about that entry. Reading by the light of the Christmas decorations behind her, she felt as if she could hear her grandma’s voice echoing in her ear with each word.I do worry about Memory. We are so close. When I pass away, which hopefully won’t be for many years, I am afraid she will be lonely without me. She is an old soul for someone so young, and she has given up so many opportunities in her life because she is so attached to me and this town. I do hope, one day, she will meet someone who is as generous and caring as she is, who gives so freely of themselves, and who appreciates history and tradition the way my sweet Memory does. I fear she may never give anyone a fair chance to prove himself to her, though. If I am still alive when he comes along, I’ll have to do my best to conv
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She didn’t—the number was disconnected. Memory held her phone away from her face and stared at it, listening to the obnoxious tone on the other end and the message telling her she’d dialed incorrectly on repeat. Pressing the button to disconnect the call, she rested the phone against her chin. Part of her thought perhaps Ellie had been a figment of her imagination—but other people had seen her, spoken to her, interacted with her. None of it made any sense....Memory put her phone down and grabbed her purse, remembering what Ellie had said right before she left. The journal. She’d mentioned she should read it. Maybe Ellie wrote her a message in the journal to explain what was going on. She opened her bag and dug through it, feeling around in all of the mess, but the journal wasn’t jumping out. “What in the world?”She turned on the overhead light and opened her bag wide, pulling out the lar
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No longer thinking linearly, Memory took off for the back of the store, grabbing her coat and shoving her arms into it, dragging the insurance policy through the sleeve with her fist. She snatched up her purse and dug for her keys, running to the back door and flying through it, barely getting it shut before she jammed the key in to lock it.Her car sputtered when she turned it over. “Not now! Come on Bertha, let’s go.” The second time, it cranked, so she said another quick thank you to heaven before throwing on her seatbelt and backing down the alley a ways before she flung the shifter into drive and took off headed for the Candy Cane Lane Inn.The sun was beginning to set, and Christmas lights glowed from every yard and rooftop, but she didn’t pay any attention as she concentrated on getting to her destination as quickly as possible without breaking too many driving laws. She found a parking spot on the street
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Eventually, Memory managed to get control of herself again, though her throat continued to spasm as she choked stuttered breaths through her constricted airway. She felt around for her phone and found it between two boxes, figuring she must’ve dropped it when Dak had hung up. She didn’t even want to hear his voice at the moment, but she was curious about that second message he said he’d left. Her hands were shaking as she dialed into her voicemail.“Hey, Mem. Are you okay? I’m at the store, but the door’s locked. It’s not 3:00 yet. I hope you’re not upset about Ellie. I know how much you’re going to miss her. Me, too. Listen, I wanted to tell you in person, but since I don’t know where you are, and you might need some good news about now, you should know, I found something you’ve been looking for at your grandma’s house. I think you’re going to want this piece of paper I have i
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As soon as he was gone, the tears sprang free. Memory swiped at them with both hands before she slammed her fists into the counter. It all suddenly made sense—Dak had to have known about the house all along! He was never interested in her. He just wanted the house with the perfect ballroom. Beardly was probably an associate of his.It wasn’t 3:00 yet, but Memory was done. She flew across the room to the door and locked it, flipping the sign as she went, and then switched off the lights, shooting to the back of the building where she could be alone. She went into the stock room and dropped to the floor, her arms tossed over a box, her head buried on top of them. Her shoulders shook as wave after wave of tears rippled through her.After a few minutes of thinking through the situation, she realized she wasn’t just sad—she was angry. How dare he come in here, to her town, and try to take advantage of her? To pretend
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Thankful for a moment to herself, Memory went behind the counter and pulled out a tissue, wiping at her eyes. She waved her hands in front of her face, willing the tears to stay away. After a couple of minutes, she thought she had control over herself, repeating that she hadn’t just lost her grandmother again—Ellie was just a friend.Remembering that her phone had been ringing, she pulled it out and saw she had a missed call from Dak. “Dang it,” she mumbled, wishing she’d had a chance to talk to him. She missed him already, even though she’d seen him earlier when he stopped by to pick up her key. Hopefully, he had good news about the roof. She clicked into her voicemail and listened to his message. Though she had no idea what he was talking about, he sure sounded excited, which made her laugh.She raised her thumb to click the button to call him back when the bell chimed. Trying to hide her disappoint
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The ticking of the clock registered in Memory’s head even over the Christmas music as it drew closer to 2:00. That’s when Ellie would be leaving, and even though she’d made Memory promise not to try to talk her into staying again, she wasn’t sure she could keep that promise.They’d been busy most of the morning into the afternoon, which hadn’t given them much time to talk. Memory was dreading the moment her new friend had to say goodbye. Despite Ellie’s inability to commit to ever coming back or willingness to tell her exactly where she was going, Memory was hopeful they’d meet again soon.The last customer from the latest rush walked out the door, bags in hand, and Memory turned her attention to the clock. She didn’t like what she saw.“I’m sorry, dear.” Ellie came around the counter, already untying her apron. “But I have to go.”
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