A Wreath of Snow: A Victorian Christmas Novella

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 “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. Snow blew across the railway platform and around Meg’s calfskin walking ...

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Overview

 “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. Snow blew across the railway platform and around Meg’s calfskin walking boots. The weather definitely was not improving.

She ordered tea with milk and sugar, eying the currant buns and sweet mincemeat tarts displayed beneath a bell jar.
Later, perhaps, when her appetite returned. At the moment her stomach was twisted into a knot.

“Anything else for you?” the cashier asked as she handed over the tea, steaming and fragrant.

Meg was surprised to find her fingers trembling when she lifted the cup. “All I want is a safe journey home.”

“On a day like this?” the round-faced woman exclaimed. “None but the Almighty can promise you that, lass.”
 

“A Wreath of Snow glows with warmth, charm, and grace. 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. 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.
 
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 the secret of their shared history is revealed, will it leave them tangled in a knot of regret? Or might their past hold the threads that will bind their future together?
 
As warm as a woolen scarf on a cold winter’s eve, A Wreath of Snow is a tender story of love and forgiveness, wrapped in a celebration of all things Scottish, all things Victorian, and, especially, all things Christmas.

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This Victorian Christmas novella unwraps a charming romantic tale about two strangers, one a rural Scottish woman schoolteacher and the other a handsome big city news reporter, both carrying heavy burdens of sadness.

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Praise for A Wreath of Snow
 
“I loved it. A Wreath of Snow is a wonderful story of redemption and restoration that will warm your heart during the Christmas season—or any time of year!”
—Francine Rivers, author of Redeeming Love

“When A Wreath of Snow arrived at my doorstep, I settled down to read just a few lines and instead devoured it. I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys heart-tugging stories of forgiveness and grace.”
—Tracie Peterson, author of the Land of the Lone Star series

“A delightful Christmas jaunt through bonny Scotland in the Victorian era—complete with snow! I was drawn in by compelling characters who struggle to find love, joy, and belonging, only to discover the real meaning of Christmas. A heartwarming story!”
—Melody Carlson, author of Christmas at Harrington’s

A Wreath of Snow charms from first page to last, and Gordon and Meg will capture your heart. The story might even make you long for snow. Don’t miss this delightful novella. It’s a keeper!”
—Robin Lee Hatcher, author of Betrayal

“Journey to a time and place where hearth, home, and honesty are the gifts beneath the candlelit Christmas tree. You’ll find yourself lingering in the glow of this winsome tale that brims with comfort and joy.”
—Robin Jones Gunn, author of Finding Father Christmas

“I look for a richly textured story that draws me in and lets me become a part of its world. Liz Curtis Higgs has once again provided that kind of beautifully written and thoroughly involving story. A Wreath of Snow glows with warmth, charm, and grace. A wonderful read.”
—BJ Hoff, author of The Riverhaven Years series

“Like a perfect afternoon tea, A Wreath of Snow is sure to comfort, delight, and surprise. It offers the savory rewards of repentance tendered and forgiveness received, the liquid warmth of family affections, and a perfectly delicate setting in Victorian Scotland. A charming Christmas read.”
—Sandra Byrd, author of To Die For: A Novel of Anne Boleyn

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781400072170
  • Publisher: The Crown Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 10/2/2012
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 231,843
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 8.06 (h) x 0.88 (d)

Meet the Author

Liz Curtis Higgs is the author of thirty books, with more than three million copies in print. Her six Scottish historical novels have won the hearts of readers and reviewers around the globe. Whence Came a Prince received a Christy Award for Best Historical Novel. Here Burns My Candle won the Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Inspirational Romance, and Mine Is the Night, was a New York Times bestseller.
 
Liz is happily married to Bill Higgs, who serves as director of operations for her speaking and writing office. When she’s not traveling to Scotland for research, Liz can be found curled up with a good book in their old Kentucky home, a nineteenth-century farmhouse near Louisville, Kentucky.
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Stirling, Scotland
24 December 1894

     In all her twenty-six years, Margaret Campbell had never been this cold. Shivering inside her green woolen coat, she passed the crowded shops of Murray Place as the snow fell thick and fast.
     She could only guess when the next train would depart for Edinburgh. Why had she not consulted her father’s railway schedule posted by the kitchen door? Because she left Albert Place in tears. Because she left without even saying good-bye.
     Meg lowered her chin lest a gust of wind catch the brim of her hat and wrench it from her head. Another minute and she would reach the corner. Two minutes more and—
     “Mind where you’re going, lass!”
     Startled, she nearly lost her balance on the icy pavement.
     “Beg pardon, Mr. Fenwick.”
     Her former schoolteacher, now bent with age, merely grunted in response.
     “I’m Miss Campbell,” she reminded him, knowing how many students had passed through his classroom door. “Have you heard that I’m a teacher now? In Edinburgh?”
     “Aye.” He stared at her for a moment, then tottered off without another word, the tip of his cane drawing a jagged pattern in the snow.
     Meg turned away, slightly stung by the elderly man’s rebuff. Perhaps Mr. Fenwick believed unmarried women should reside at home with their families. If so, he was not alone in his opinion. But he didn’t know what life was like beneath her parents’ roof. I tried to stay, Mum. Truly I did.
     Gripping her leather satchel, Meg headed toward Station Road, glancing at the shop windows with their mounds of fresh oranges and brightly colored paper bells. Her two dozen students would be home by now, celebrating Christmas with their loved ones. Just picturing bright-eyed Eliza Grant holding up her chalk slate covered with numbers and Jamie McFarlane shouting out the alphabet with glee renewed Meg’s confidence. She was living in the right place and doing the work she was called to do, no matter what the Mr. Fenwicks of the world might think.
     The heavy snowfall muted the clatter of horses’ hoofs in the busy thoroughfare and washed every bit of color from the sky. Was it two o’clock? Three? She’d been so upset when she left her parents’ house that she hadn’t checked the watch pinned to her bodice or arranged for a carriage. Now she had to send for her trunk and hope it could be delivered to the railway station in time for her departure.
     She turned the corner and was relieved to see a host of arriving passengers pouring into the street. It seemed the trains were running despite the weather. Easing her pace to manage the downward slope, Meg held out one hand, prepared to grasp a hitching post—or a stranger’s elbow, if need be.
     Few pedestrians were moving in the direction she was. Instead, they were flowing upward into the town. Gentlemen returning home from the city, cousins gathering for Christmas, young scholars toting ice skates instead of books—all were tramping up snowy Station Road with joy on their faces. Guilt, as sharp as the wintry wind, swept over Meg. Her parents had looked anything but joyful when she’d quit Albert Place. Her brother, Alan, was the reason she’d left, yet Meg had hurt her father and mother all the same. “Forgive me,” she whispered, wishing she’d said those words earlier.
     For two long years she’d avoided a visit home, praying time might dislodge the bitterness that had taken root in her brother’s heart. But when she’d arrived in Stirling last evening, she’d discovered the sad truth. Alan Campbell, four years her junior, was even more churlish and demanding than she’d remembered and greedy as well, a new and unwelcome affliction.      His parting words would follow her back to Edinburgh—to Thistle Street, to Aunt Jean’s house, to her house. “What a selfish creature you are, Meg.” She flinched even now, remembering the cruel look on her brother’s face and the sharpness of his tone. “You could have sold the house Aunt Jean gave you and shared the earnings with your family.”
     You mean with you, Alan.
     Meg lifted the hem of her coat and stepped with care through the slush and dirt the horse-drawn carriages left behind. She could hardly deny Alan’s needs were greater than her own. But when she’d moved to Edinburgh to care for their late aunt, wrapping her aching limbs with compresses and feeding her bowls of hot soup, Meg had never imagined Aunt Jean would choose to bless her only niece with the gift of her town house.
     “Father should have been her heir,” Alan had insisted. Aunt Jean’s will, written in her neat hand, stated otherwise.
Over the midday meal Meg’s conversation with her brother had deteriorated into thinly veiled accusations on his part and tearful denials on hers, until she could bear no more. To be treated so unkindly, and on Christmas Eve! Her parents had tried to intervene, but Alan’s temper was not easily managed. Their patience with him was a testimony to their Christian charity. And to their love, though Meg wondered if guilt did not play an equal role.
     Meg wove through the crowd and kept her head down lest someone recognize her and draw her into a discussion. Much as it grieved her, she had no polite banter to offer, no cheerful holiday sentiments. By tomorrow her mood would surely brighten. Just now she wished to tend her wounds in private. She stepped across the threshold into the railway station and brushed off the snow that clung to her coat, glad to be out of the wind. Inside the nearby booking office a cast-iron stove glowed with heat, steaming up the windows. But in the waiting area and across the broad, open platform, winter prevailed. Holly wreaths, their crimson berries bright against the dark green leaves, decorated the painted iron pillars supporting the roof. Everyone’s arms were filled with packages, as if Saint Nicholas had already come and gone.
     Meg glanced at the clock mounted below the arched ceiling, then scanned the departure times posted for the Caledonian Railway. The southbound line, which stopped at Larbert, Falkirk, and Linlithgow en route to Edinburgh, departed at three twenty-six. Little more than an hour remained to collect her baggage.
     When a middle-aged porter lumbered past, bearing a trunk far larger than her own, Meg hurried after him. “Sir, might I engage your services?” As he swung around with an expectant look on his face, she paused, her resolve flagging. How might her family respond when a porter asked for her belongings? Her mother would surely burst into tears. And her brother? He would probably want the contents of her trunk tossed into the street.
     Determined not to lose heart, Meg reached for the small coin purse inside her satchel. “I’ve a single trunk to be transported from Albert Place onto the next train bound for Edinburgh,” she told the porter. She then informed him of the address and offered enough silver to guarantee his cooperation.
     “I know the house, miss.” The coins disappeared into his pocket. “Soon as I deliver this trunk, I’ll see to yours.”
     She sent him on his way, glancing up at the clock, hoping he would catch her meaning. Hurry, hurry.
     The queue at the booking window was blessedly short. Before she could join the handful of outbound travelers waiting to purchase tickets, a small dog appeared and began nipping at the hem of her coat. “Aren’t you a fine wee pup?” she murmured, bending down to stroke the young terrier. Even through her gloves she could feel his wiry coat and the light nip of his teeth as he playfully turned his head this way and that.
     Above the din floated a high, reedy voice. “Can it be Miss Campbell come back at last?”
     Edith Darroch. Of all the gossips in Stirling, she took the prize.
      Meg slowly rose to face the woman, who served up savory news and idle rumors like a hostess offering scones and jam. Though Edith’s hair had faded to the color of ashes, her eyes were bright with interest.
     “Mrs. Darroch,” Meg said. “Are you bound for Alloa to spend Christmas with your son?”
     “Indeed not.” The older woman gave her terrier’s leash a swift tug. “Johnny is returning home for the holidays, as any loving child should do. I expect him on the next train.” After a cursory glance about the station, she asked, “Is your family not here to greet you?”
     The question pierced Meg’s heart. Her parents had met her train last evening. But on this bitterly cold afternoon, she was very much on her own.

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  • Posted October 5, 2012

    Happy Christmas!

    Two young people find love and redemption over the Christmas holidays in Stirling, Scotland. This romance is endearing and poignant. Higgs' descriptions of Stirling and its populace prompted heavy sighs from this reader--so wish I lived there! I absolutely love this book and plan to read it again on Christmas Eve!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 22, 2012

    This lovely Victorian Christmas story is one of love, forgivenes

    This lovely Victorian Christmas story is one of love, forgiveness and redemption. Meg and Gordon meet after many years of separation. As children, they were involved in a near tragedy that has now come back to haunt them or to heal them.

    After a large snow storm, the train Meg and Gordon are traveling on becomes stalled on the tracks. The three mile walk back affords them the opportunity to become reacquainted. Whether this is a good thing or not, will be determined during their emergency Christmas stay with Meg's parents and brother.

    This story was definitely reflective of God's love, forgiveness and redemption of His people. It shows that following God's lead is always the best thing for our lives. A sweet Christmas tale!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 16, 2015

    ¿This Story Will Warm the Cockles of Your Heart¿ I want to sa



    “This Story Will Warm the Cockles of Your Heart”

    I want to say upfront, I love, love, loved this Victorian Christmas Novella. I admit it was partly due to my deep Scottish roots, but it is also due to the magnificent descriptiveness of the location and its characters. Set in 1894, on a snowy Christmas Eve in Stirling, Scotland, we are introduced to 26 yr. old Edinburgh schoolteacher Margaret (“Meg”) Campbell whose most fervent wish is to have a wonderful Christmas Holiday with her family, complete with delectable treats, wrapped surprises, traditions remembered from her childhood, the warmth of a blazing fire and her loving parents. Sadly, however, this was not to be. Meg’s Brother, Alan is bitter—and his bitterness is due to a curling accident which occurred at a local park when he was a boy. He suffered injuries which left him unable to care for himself for the majority of his 22 years, having to rely on their parents as caregivers. As much as Meg wanted to stay and enjoy the Yuletide festivities, Alan’s cruel remarks and nastiness were more than she could bear so she left a note of apology for her Mother and trudged through the dark, snowy night to the railway station, hoping for a seat on the next train to Edinburgh. She is hoping for a safe ride home and an escape back to her townhouse. Little does she know what adventures await her and the other passengers with a bitterly cold blizzard reeking havoc on the region. Sadness, fear and the realization of a physical and mental strength she never knew she possessed, are coupled with the interests of a tall, red-haired newspaperman from Glasgow. He looks familiar, but what she’s thinking seems impossible. Or is it? When Mother Nature swirls the quickly accumulating snow into “Wreaths” (Scottish term for snowdrifts), and coats the rails with thick ice, even with a tremendous amount of manpower shoveling the mountainous drifts, the train is unable to proceed and the passengers ultimately have to make their way back to the railway station on foot and with few lanterns. When they reach the Stirling station, Meg must swallow her shame and greet her worried Parents. With no alternative but to follow them back to Albert Place, Mr. and Mrs. Campbell take pity on the newspaperman and ask him to stay with them until the trains are running once more. What deep-dark secrets might this gentleman hold? What bearing will they have on the Campbell Family and, moreover, Meg’s future in Edinburgh? Ms. Curtis-Higgs has written a mesmerizing tale with a “Christmas Cracker” of an ending. Whether it’s still the holiday season or snowing where you are, you won’t want to lay this Novella down until you sadly reach the last page. I’m looking forward to the next of this Author’s work and I’m betting you will be too!
    Nancy Narma

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  • Posted December 20, 2014

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    Liz Curtis Higgs in her new book, ¿A Wreath Of Snow¿ published b

    Liz Curtis Higgs in her new book, “A Wreath Of Snow” published by WaterBrook Press brings us into the life of Sara Jane Morgan.

    From the back cover: Christmas Eve 1894

    All Margaret Campbell wants for Christmas is a safe journey home. 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.

    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 the secret of their shared history is revealed, will it leave them tangled in a knot of regret? Or might their past hold the threads that will bind their future together?

    As warm as a woolen scarf on a cold winter’s eve, A Wreath of Snow is a tender story of love and forgiveness, wrapped in a celebration of all things Scottish, all things Victorian, and, especially, all things Christmas.

    I don’t think there are enough stories written about Scotland. Good thing we have Liz Curtis Higgs to help make up for that situation. A wreath is a Christmas decoration we hang on our doors however it is a Scottish word that means a bank or drift of snow. Now we are talking. Meg Campbell is trying to take the train from Stirling, Scotland to Edinburgh on Christmas Eve 1894. She doesn’t get far the train as there is a blizzard and the train runs into a snow drift, that’s the wreath. She was trying to run away but it didn’t work. Gordon ran away and is trying to get back. Both of them need forgiveness if they are ever going to get on with their lives and it is Christmas Eve. This is a marvelous story that I was sad to see end. I really liked the characters and wanted to hang out with them more. Ms. Higgs has given us a great deal of story that all works itself out with a great deal of help from God. There are moments of great fun and moments of high emotion but through it all there is lots of love. This book will keep you thinking.

    Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book for free from WaterBrook Press for this review. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 10, 2014

    The storyline felt artificial. The characters were so self- righ

    The storyline felt artificial. The characters were so self- righteous. I didn't feel the theme of forgiveness so much as guilt and shame. From both the main characters. I also felt the "forgiveness" displayed was conditional as the result of another's sin. Kind of a downer to me. I read a lot of Christian fiction and would be reluctant to recommend this. 

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  • Posted December 6, 2014

    What does Christmas represent? Love for one another. Cheer. Birt

    What does Christmas represent? Love for one another. Cheer. Birth of new things. Reconciliation with the old things. Brilliance. Joy and festivities. Our Savior.

    A Wreath of Snow embodies all these thoughts as one, wraps the whole in a swatch of elegant paper wrapping, and ties it up with a bow of twine.

    Allow yourself the privilege to read the first paragraph and see if you are drawn into the story as much as I immediately delighted in the author's way with words.

    "In all her twenty-six years, Meg Campbell had never been this cold. Shivering inside her green woolen coat, she passed the crowded shops of Murray Place as the snow fell thick and fast. She could only guess when the next train would depart for Edinburgh. Why had she not consulted her father's railway schedule posted by the kitchen door? Because she left Albert Place in tears. Because she left without even saying good-bye."

    Doesn't it draw you in?

    Displaying a capture of a moment in time, A Wreath of Snow includes only a couple of fateful days in 1894 for Meg Campbell and her family. My!--what an interesting story that can take place in such a small span of time. In Stirling, Scotland, the Campbells at Albert Place intended to enjoy a wonderful Christmas together; events go awry when Meg's brother, Alan, expresses his discontentment from years of suppressed bitterness. When a frosty outpouring from the skies leaves the train tracks blocked, Meg can't escape her brother's sharp words and family's disgruntlement. While running from the strong feelings, she runs right into a stranger who carries secrets and remorse under his winter coat, instead of holiday surprises. Only a provincial meeting could start the healing that all are needing to feel the Christmas spirit.

    I felt riveted through the duration of the entire book. Liz Curtis Higgs has a way with words -- she brings them to life, right on the page before your eyes. In fact, during a certain passage in the book, she summarizes the character of a newspaper reporter in the same way I'd like to describe her, if you will. When Higgs writes, she possesses "the hands of an artist whose medium [is] words." (In the book, this phrase stood out to me so well, that I just had to return it as a compliment back to the one who penned the words.) The dialogue is very realistic, and the Scottish inflections are so natural. I also enjoy how the author tastefully weaves scriptures and tidbits of Christian faith directly into the story, so that it strengthens the main plot.

    "For he saith to the snow, Be thou on the earth." The stationmaster splayed his hands. "It would seem the Almighty wanted snow on Christmas Eve." No one could take umbrage with that statement. Not even Alan.

    As you read, you'll find it is thoroughly Victorian on every page, in each breath the characters disclose. By this statement, I mean that the gentlemen are true gentlemen, the ladies and true ladies, everything is absolutely prim, proper, and "just so". Traditions and morals are of the utmost importance, and woe upon any who dares to disregard the elegant way of doing something. Yes, the story is perfectly, marvelously Victorian.

    Definitely one of my favorite books I've read all year long.

    A sequel should be in order, one would hope.

    "It was winter; the night was very dark; the air extraordinary clear and cold, and sweet with the purity of forests.... For the making of a story here were fine conditions." (Robert Louis Stevenson) 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 18, 2013

    Good read

    Sweet story about the power of forgiveness.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2013

    Great read from Liz!!

    You will be drawn in quickly with this sweet story of love and forgiveness! Liz is such a great story teller!

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  • Posted January 21, 2013

    Excellent Book!

    I love Liz Curtis Higgs' books! My only complaint about this one is that it's too short. It's a very enjoyable quick read!

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  • Posted January 15, 2013

    What a wonderful story! A Wreath of Snow was the first book I've

    What a wonderful story! A Wreath of Snow was the first book I've read by Liz Curtis Higgs, and I was so impressed! Liz delivered a sweet yet emotional story with lessons of forgiveness and redemption woven throughout. Often, I find novellas a little lacking—too few pages to fully develop the story. However, I was pleasantly surprised that I felt like I got a complete story in this short, quick read. I still wanted more, but it was just because I enjoyed the story so much! While this technically is a Christmas story, it would be a wonderful read any time of the year. I will definitely be on the lookout for more stories like this from Liz Curtis Higgs in the future! [5 stars]

    I received a free copy of this book from WaterBrook Multnomah's Blogging for Books Program in exchange for my fair and honest review.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2013

    Good for a positive break

    A lovely, light Christmas tale that has a few unexpected twists and turns

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  • Posted December 30, 2012

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    An inspirational story of love and forgiveness As a first time

    An inspirational story of love and forgiveness
    As a first time reader of Liz Curtis Higgs, best-selling author of inspirational fiction, I couldn't have had a more pleasant and gratifying experience. Five shining Christmas stars is my heartfelt rating for a holiday novella that by all means excelled for the historical accuracy of the late Victorian setting, charming characterization of lead couple, clean romance, and meaningful plot. Imbued with the Christian cornerstone principles of forgiveness and redemption, and delivered with the grace of an emotionally descriptive and eloquent prose, this heart-warming holiday tale is actually good for all seasons and all ages. It will not fail to engross those readers who love all things Scottish and Christmas, as well as those who appreciate a sweet romance enriched with graceful shades of angst and suspense. Highly recommended.


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  • Posted December 29, 2012

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    Scotland, Christmas, and Liz Curtis Higgs - you just can't go wr

    Scotland, Christmas, and Liz Curtis Higgs - you just can't go wrong! A sweet romance, but the story also delves deep into what forgiveness means.

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  • Posted December 28, 2012

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    Great book!

    Curl up on a cold night and allow this book to take you to a wonderful snowy setting. Wounded hearts are healed and a new love found. This is a great book to take your imagination to another place. It is for the reader who wants to relax and let their minds shut off the busy days of Christmas. I will choose Liz Curtis Higgs again. The story of forgiveness would make this a good book for club discussions.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 14, 2012

    provides a learning lesson on forgiveness

    I loved how the story evolved with the topic of forgiveness and restitution. I didn't like how abruptly it ended as a love story.

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  • Posted December 10, 2012

    a nice Holiday story

    The book was enjoyable easy read. Had book club today and all enjoyed the book.

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  • Posted December 5, 2012

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    Perfect short romantic read for Christmas! Scotland, trains, an

    Perfect short romantic read for Christmas!

    Scotland, trains, and winter snow characterize this Victorian Christmas novella by Liz Curtis Higgs. An independent young woman walks out on her family's celebrations, unable to cope anymore with her brother’s bitterness, but mourning the bitter blow her absence will cause to her parents. As filled with regrets for her brother’s childhood injury as anyone else, Meg can’t let it determine the whole course of her life. But will she let it determine the course of her love?

    Taking the same train as Meg from Stirling to Edinburgh is handsome Gordon Shaw. He’s hiding a secret hurt of his own and feels himself unworthy of anything more than a good day’s employment, though Meg does intrigue him. He writes facts. He lives frugally. And, disappointed, he knows himself a disappointment to his parents.

    Perhaps these two are made for each other and perhaps fate, or God, has thrown them together. But first they’ll have to forgive themselves, then learn to forgive those who hurt them. Meanwhile a heavenly snowstorm just might be the tool God uses to make them whole.

    An enjoyable romance with interesting characters, well-drawn message, intriguing surprises, and just the right touch of faith and hope, this is one to get you well into the mood for the Christmas season. I shall certainly be sharing it with my mother this year.



    Disclosure: I received this book for free from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group for this review

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  • Posted December 3, 2012

    A Wreath of Snow: A Victorian Christmas Novella Liz Curtis Higgs

    A Wreath of Snow: A Victorian Christmas Novella
    Liz Curtis Higgs

    Editor Summary: This heartwarming novella invites readers to experience Christmas in Victorian Scotland, as the chill of a family misunderstanding gives way to the warmth of forgiveness.

    On a reluctant visit home, an icy reception from her family in Stirling sends Meg Campbell fleeing for the train station, determined to spend the holidays alone in Edinburgh. When snow delays her departure, Meg pours out her heart to fellow traveler Gordon, an affable newspaperman who asks all the right questions, even as he keeps his own heartache under wraps. Then an unexpected turn of events finally points them both in the right direction: home. This stand-alone novella captures the unexpected gift of forgiveness and the hopeful stirrings of new love.
    Review: This was a quick read and suspenseful. Even though there were a few hints of what was to come it was still suspenseful to see it unfold. I like the main characters and was quickly drawn to Meg. It felt very real and like being in the house when the conflict was finally revealed to the secondary characters. Everything about the story felt like a grand Christmas celebration. The snow, the church service and the presents. It was a pleasure to read this story and provide this review.
    I would like to thank Waterbrook Press and Edelweiss for allowing me to read and review this book in return for a free copy and I was never asked to write a favorable review by anyone.

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  • Posted November 18, 2012

    Take a trip to Scotland with Liz Curtis Higgs in her new book A

    Take a trip to Scotland with Liz Curtis Higgs in her new book A Wreath of Snow. I've always wanted to visit Scotland (even though I'm Irish) and so I tagged along. I found a wonderful story that drew me in and made me sympathize with Margaret, root for Gordon and hopeful that there will be a sequel so I can find out what happens next. (Hint Hint)

    This is a wonderful story about 2 individuals hurt spiritually and emotionally by a terrible accident years before when Margaret's brother is injured in a Curling accident caused by Gordon. I could feel the emotion and the sorrow near the end of the book when Gordon does the right thing and confesses to what happened and loved the ending of the book. Sorta... I wasn't ready to end the story.

    A Wreath of Snow would be a great Mother-Daughter or book club read but if you don't have anyone to read it with grab a hot chocolate, latte, a warm afghan and curl up by the fire. It's a great book to read during a blizzard.

    Disclaimer: I received this book for free from WaterBrook Multnomah Publishing Group for this review. I was not required to have a positive review and no money exchanged hands.

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  • Posted November 13, 2012

    A Wreath of Snow by Liz Curtis Higgs was a beautifully written V

    A Wreath of Snow by Liz Curtis Higgs was a beautifully written Victorian Christmas Novella. It was a quick and easy read with a simple plot.

    Meg Campbell is trying to get back to her home in Edinburgh. She has not spent Christmas with her family in years because of a strained relationship with her brother and she doesn’t intend to spend this Christmas with them either. She meets a man on the train, Mr. Gordon Shaw, whom she has never met before, or has she? He helps her and a mother with her son when the train hit’s a snowdrift and is unable to continue its trek to Edinburgh.

    Because the train is stuck, the passengers must get off, and walk back to town, which also means that Meg must spend Christmas with her family. Due to the turn of events in her travel plans, she learns much about her family, both good and bad, all resulting in a fairy tale ending.

    I enjoyed this book by Liz Curtis Higgs, as I have enjoyed all of her other books I have had the opportunity to read.

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