'Tis the season for cozy reads! While I'm rereading childhood classics like the Betsy-Tacy series and lesser-known gems like Holly Claus, I also love to turn to the Hallmark movies that I never got. A romance where the plot hinges on three spirits and a change of heart? Sign me up.
Ebbie Scrogg, reluctant CEO of Christmasland, put her dreams and love on the shelf when she lost her father in a tragic accident on Christmas Eve a decade ago. This Christmas eve is the most chaotic yet--with drunken Santa, traumatized elves, screaming children and Yelp-ing adults--and the one where her love chooses to return (while Ebbie is dressed as Santa, natch). Despondent, she returns home to find the ghost of her great aunt--the original Mistress of Christmasland--promising her visits from three spirits in the night. I'm sure you can guess where this story goes--and it does, and gloriously.
Christmas Carol is a sweet romance with some really inventive twists (I loved the second ghost), tempered by some hilarious slapstick:
First, the reindeer carousel broke down, and a disgruntled guest busted Rudolph's light-up nose. Then the Whack-an-Elf machine started spewing smoke. The cause? Some kid spilled his eggnog milkshake all over the electrical panel....Then Mrs. Clause burnt her arm during a baking demonstration, and the partridge flew away from the pear tree, and six of our eight carolers came down with strep throat--well, the naughty list goes on and on.
It's a story you know, but a story told well, and romantically. I loved it, and will return to it next holiday season.