"You'll call me when it sells, won't you?" Mrs. Spencer raised her drawn-on eyebrows. Jocelyn smiled. "Yes. Of course we will." She turned to Mr. Spencer. "Will you be okay driving home?"He smiled. "Yes, of course. I may be getting old, but I'm not an old coot yet."Jocelyn laughed. "No, I didn't mean--""He knows that," Mrs. Spencer interrupted. "He just likes to tease.""Well, you both be careful driving home." Jocelyn opened the door for them and cold air rushed in, chilling Jocelyn to the bone. She almost went back for her coat, but knew she would only be out for a moment. Jocelyn never tired of the landscape. A blanket of crisp, white snow glistened in the sunlight. In the center of town was the square, where the gazebo set, decorated with colorful Christmas lights, along with the rest of the town. It was only three weeks until Christmas, the busiest time of year for Christmas Cove. At night, it would become a Christmas wonderland, complete with Santa Claus in the gazebo, l
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