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Christmas at Harrington's by Melody Carlson
Christmas at Harrington's by Melody Carlson








Christmas at Harrington

Then an unexpected detour places her in the path of Gordon Shaw, a handsome newspaperman from Glasgow, who struggles under a burden of remorse and shame. When her plans for a festive holiday with her family in Stirling crumble beneath the weight of her brother's bitterness, the young schoolteacher wants nothing more than to return to the students she loves and the town house she calls home. A wonderful read." -BJ HOFF, author of The Riverhaven Years series Christmas Eve 1894 All Margaret Campbell wants for Christmas is a safe journey home.

Christmas at Harrington

"None but the Almighty can promise you that, lass." "A Wreath of Snow glows with warmth, charm, and grace. "All I want is a safe journey home." "On a day like this?" the round-faced woman exclaimed. Meg was surprised to find her fingers trembling when she lifted the cup. "Anything else for you?" the cashier asked as she handed over the tea, steaming and fragrant. At the moment her stomach was twisted into a knot. Later, perhaps, when her appetite returned. She ordered tea with milk and sugar, eying the currant buns and sweet mincemeat tarts displayed beneath a bell jar. The weather definitely was not improving. Snow blew across the railway platform and around Meg's calfskin walking boots. "A wonderful story of redemption and restoration that will warm your heart during the Christmas season-or any time of year!" -Francine Rivers, best-selling author of Redeeming Love Wrapped in a cloud of steam, the engine rolled to a stop, the screech of metal against metal filling the frosty air.










Christmas at Harrington's by Melody Carlson