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Her Christmas Family by Jillian Hart

"Please be my ma for Christmas." Felicity Sawyer can't resist little Gertie's heartfelt letter. Tate Winters seeks a bride for Gertie's sake, not his own. But as his reserve thaws before Felicity's sunny optimism, this new family learns that togetherness is the best way to celebrate the season.

Christmas Stars for Dry Creek by Janet Tronstad

Eleanor McBride's outgrown her dreams of romance?but not her wishes...

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Overview

Her Christmas Family by Jillian Hart

"Please be my ma for Christmas." Felicity Sawyer can't resist little Gertie's heartfelt letter. Tate Winters seeks a bride for Gertie's sake, not his own. But as his reserve thaws before Felicity's sunny optimism, this new family learns that togetherness is the best way to celebrate the season.

Christmas Stars for Dry Creek by Janet Tronstad

Eleanor McBride's outgrown her dreams of romance—but not her wishes for motherhood. Wedding Sergeant Adam Martin will give her a daughter to cherish. Yet it's not just shy, sweet Hannah who's captured her affections. And Eleanor's arrival in Dry Creek could be the start of a journey to true love.…

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  • ISBN-13: 9780373828951
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 11/29/2011
  • Series: Love Inspired Historical Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 288
  • Product dimensions: 4.20 (w) x 6.60 (h) x 0.80 (d)

Meet the Author

Jillian Hart grew up on the original homestead where her family still lives, went to high school where Twin Peaks was filmed, earned an English degree, and has travelled extensively. When Jillian’s not writing her stories, she reads, stops for café mochas, and hikes through the pine forests near her home in Washington State.

Janet Tronstad grew up on her family’s farm in central Montana and now lives in Pasadena, California where she is always at work on her next book. She has written over thirty books, many of them set in the fictitious town of Dry Creek, Montana where the men spend the winters gathered around the potbellied stove in the hardware store and the women make jelly in the fall.

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Montana Territory, December 1884

Tate Winters tipped the brim of his Stetson to cut the glare of the sun, watching as the westbound train squealed to a noisy stop along the depot's platform. The great metal beast spewed steam, smoke and uniformed men who ran to set brakes, open doors and toss out luggage. He braced his shoulders, preparing for the worst.

Who knew what sort of woman was going to step off that train? She could be homely, she could be desperate, she could be so bitter and sharp-tongued that no man who'd ever met her would have her. The way he saw it, he had to be ready for just about any type of horror a woman could bring a man.

"Pa, do you see her?" Gertie clutched his hand, her fingers so small and slight within his own. "Do you see my new ma?"

"Hard to say, since I don't know what she looks like." He didn't care how ugly the woman was. He'd promised to marry her and he would. His life might be in shambles and there wasn't a thing of his heart left, but he hadn't been able to say no to his daughter's wish. Gertie, eight years old, wanted a mother. After everything she had lost, everything his mistakes had cost her, he could not deny her the one thing she wanted most. Regardless of how disagreeable, quarrelsome or shrewish Miss Felicity Sawyer was, as long as she would devote herself to his little girl, he would put a ring on her finger.

"Ooh, look at the pretty lady." Gertie breathed the words in awe and jabbed one finger. "Is that her?"

Tate took in the cheerful woman in a bright yellow dress with a daisy—yes, a daisy—mounted on her bonnet. What kind of woman wore a hat like that in winter? Slender, graceful, lovely. No way would such a beauty need to resort to answering a marriage advertisement in the territorial newspaper. No way would that woman be desperate enough to marry a stranger.

"She's like a princess." Gertie looked captivated, blue eyes wide, button face hopeful. "Like some of the stories in my books, Pa."

"She isn't for us. Let's find the woman who is." He leaned heavily on his cane and took a careful step. The pain wasn't as bad these days but it was still enough to make him grit down on his molars when he transferred weight onto his left leg. He ignored the glance of disdain a few townswomen threw his way as they bustled by. He'd gotten used to that pain, too.

"But, Pa, the pretty lady is all alone." Gertie went up on tiptoe straining to see through the milling crowd. "No one's comin' to greet her."

"I told you. Leave it be. She's not who we're looking for." Relief shot through him when he spotted a squat, rotund looking woman with a pointy nose and an unhappy pinch to her rather homely face. "There she is. That's your Miss Sawyer."

"I don't think so." Curls bounced as she shook her head. "Felicity said in her letters she had blond hair just like me. That lady there has brown hair. She can't be my new ma."

He knew what it was like, that sinking feeling of realizing what you got in life was far short of what you wanted. He hated that his daughter might be disappointed, but hadn't he warned her? Hadn't he tried to keep her from getting her hopes set too high?

"The brown-haired lady looks mighty sensible to me." He limped forward, shoulders straight, trying not to look like the cripple that injustice had made him. "That's what a little girl needs in a mother. Someone practical, someone who knows what life is about. You go on up to meet her now."

"Pa, I told you. It's not her. Look."

Sure enough, some tall, rail-thin fellow strolled up to the stout woman and offered her his arm. With contented smiles, the pair whisked off, leaving him gaping in shock like a fish out of water. Fine, so that wasn't his bride. Miss Sawyer had to be around here somewhere. "Best check toward the other end of the train."

"Pa, the pretty lady is just standing by herself. No one has come for her." Excitement rang like music in his daughter's voice. She tugged his hand, holding on so hard. He could feel her hopes rising, soaring like prayers toward the sky. He grimaced, wondering what was best to say to keep her from getting hurt.

Up ahead the beautiful lady had her back to them, exchanging words with a baggage handler. A battered-looking trunk stood between them. Her melodious "thank you" lifted into the air as sweetly as church music.

He'd given up on God, but if he still thought the Lord listened, then he would have asked for help for his Gertie. The crowd surrounding them was thinning, save for a few farewell wishers waving to loved ones who had just boarded the train. Doors closed, men called out, the engine idled harder until the entire train shook like a wild animal about to bolt.

No other woman was left on the platform. Miss Sawyer was a no-show. She had changed her mind without sending word and abandoned Gertie. The girl was going to be shattered.

"C'mon." No tender notes sounded in his voice. He had no tenderness left to give. Couldn't remember the last time he did. He wished he had some, even the smallest trace, so he could offer it as comfort to his daughter. "She didn't show."

"No. Felicity wouldn't leave me."

"Let's head home." He knew about being stubborn, about wanting something so badly you couldn't let go of it even when all chance was gone. "No tears now. You got your hopes up too high."

"I know, Pa." Her chin sank down and she gave a little sniff. Her hand tucked in his went slack. Her shoes dragged along the platform.

Blast that Sawyer woman. His cane thumped loudly on the platform. Anger licked through him. He should have figured this would happen. Women didn't keep promises, and if they did it was only because it was to their benefit. His girl didn't deserve this, she'd had too many disappointments in her short life.

"Gertie?" A woman's voice called out, a sweet melodic sound. "Is that you?"

"Felicity?" The child spun around so fast, he lost his balance. Her hand slipped out of his, leaving him lurching against his cane as she took off at a dead run toward the smiling blonde. "I knew you would come. I knew it."

"I would never break a promise to you, my very own little girl." To his horror the stunning woman opened her arms wide to wrap his daughter in a motherly hug, the silk daisy on her hat bobbing.

That woman was Miss Sawyer? She was going to be his new wife? His knees buckled. Air whooshed out of his lungs. His heart forgot to beat, of course there were some who said he didn't have a heart. He blinked, but the woman was still there, bending down to chatter excitedly with Gertie.

He swallowed hard, nearly choking. What cruel joke was this? He shook his head, not wanting to believe what was right before his eyes. He squinted, looking at the woman, really looking at her. She was gorgeous—slender and petite, her locks of gold done up just so, her face as finely carved as a china doll's.

Big blueberry eyes, a rosebud mouth and the daintiest chin he'd ever seen made him blow out a breath and stumble forward.

This simply couldn't be right. His cane's grip felt numb in his hand. All of him felt numb. Every step he took brought him closer to her. Easier to see the details now, the sunny smile, the pearls at her collar, the life sparkling out of her. She wasn't what he'd bargained for, not even close to what he wanted. She was not going to fit into his life. She was not going to work into his plans. She was going to have to turn around, climb aboard that train and go anywhere, somewhere else, even back where she came from. She wasn't going to stay with him.

"Felicity, you've gotta meet Pa." Gertie dragged the woman by one hand in his direction. "He's a real good pa, especially now that we're back together again."

Too late to head the other way. Hiking off into the mountains and staying put sounded like a good option. Too late to figure out a way to get her back on the train. The great iron beast roared, the whistle blew and the contraption took off, shaking the platform like a blizzard hitting. At least the train's departure postponed the moment when he had to exchange pleasantries with the woman.

He kept his eyes glued to the boards at his feet, letting her get a good long look at him. Let her see the cane. Let her see the failure he wore like a shabby coat, notice he wasn't wearing a wealthy man's duds. He was a simple working man, these days not doing much better than living paycheck to paycheck. Reckoned she was wishing herself back on that train about now, realizing that his best days were behind him. He'd been forced to settle for a mailorder wife because no one who knew him would have him.

"Tate?" Warmth softened her dulcet alto, tempting him to look up and meet her gaze, but he had to resist. He squared his shoulders, drew himself up straight and clamped his jaw tight. Prepared, her disappointment in him would hurt less.

"It's awkward, isn't it?" She rustled closer, fine shoes tapping on the plank platform, her hand tucked tightly around Gertie's. "What do you say to a stranger you are about to marry? I've pondered it the entire trip and I just could never think of the exact right thing."

"Me, neither." The words came out gruffly. He shifted his cane as if he didn't know what to say next.

"I figured you for the shy sort, since you let Gertie answer my first letter." She stopped before him, petticoats swishing. A cold wind gusted hard, blowing a piece of rattling paper across the platform like a leaf in the wind, and she shivered. "My youngest sister was shy, too, so I understand completely. I will try not to be too exuberant. It's a fault of mine."

"I see." He didn't so much as blink his long dark eyelashes. Tate Winters wasn't at all what she'd imagined from Gertie's written descriptions of her beloved pa. Like those descriptions, he was tall. He did have dark blue eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. This man walked with a cane. This man's gaze looked shadowed and full of pain.

"That's your trunk?" His baritone was colder than the gusts knocking her back a step. He still hadn't looked at her.

"Yes. Just the one." She pitched her voice, turning toward him, willing him to see her. Didn't he like her? Couldn't he at least be polite? A terrible foreboding gripped her stomach. Had she made a mistake in coming? Had she chosen the wrong man?

As he lumbered by, all six feet plus of him, she remembered the exact moment she'd decided to answer his advertisement. Wife needed, she read on that crisp September morning, skimming the ads as she always did while sipping coffee. The clatter of steel forks on ironware rang around her in the dining room of the Iowa boardinghouse where she'd lived. She had bent closer, interested enough to keep reading. All I want is someone to be kindly to my daughter, he'd written. Little Gertrude deserves a good ma.

Her imagination had taken off at those words. She'd set her cup into its saucer, stared out the window where clothes slapped on a line, where her life was a string of long lonely days, and pictured a father who loved his little girl so much, he put concern for her first.

Wasn't that heartening? Time had robbed her of all but a few memories of her father, but the impact of his kindness remained. Smallpox had taken her parents when she was young.

As she watched the man with the bitter expression grab a handle on the end of her trunk and heft it onto one brawny shoulder, she forced herself to remember his advertisement. When she read his simple request, she had instantly come to care about him, a perfect stranger, hundreds of miles away. Her trunk might be heavy but he handled it as if it were weightless, balancing its bulk with his free hand. He was a strong man, powerfully built, handsome when he took an awkward step and the sunshine touched his face. Strong bones, straight nose, a generous mouth that may have once smiled.

His gaze, when it finally swept over her, was hard as stone and hit her like a punch. It wasn't dislike of her, but desolation she saw. The smothering, human pain of someone who had lost all hope. Bleak despair echoed in the depths of his eyes and turned her to ice before he swung away.

That was when she noticed the fraying sleeves of his coat, in want of mending. A small tear near the hem of his faded denims. He wore no muffler or gloves on this frigid December day, nor did Gertie, whose hand felt fragile cradled in her own.

Hardship was everywhere. It had ruined her family, taken her parents and separated her from her sisters. How close had hardship come to destroying this family? She gazed down into the girl's face and into eyes full of silent need. It had been a lifetime since someone had held on to her this tight or wanted her as desperately.

Felicity thought of the letter tucked inside her reticule, written in Gertie's careful print. Please be my ma for Christmas. I promise to be really good if only you will come.

Love at first word, that's what this was, the deep abiding tie that had instantly bound her spirit to the girl's only strengthened. She knew what it was like to ache after a mother who was gone and to long for a mother yet to be. Too many years she'd been a little girl standing in the yard waiting hopefully whenever a married couple came to choose among the orphans. She'd prayed with all the power of her soul to be the one selected. She'd been passed by every time.

Gertie seemed to sense something was wrong. Tears brimmed, one after another. "You're gonna stay, aren't you, Felicity?"

"Wild horses couldn't pry me away." She saw herself in Gertie's eyes, longing to be loved. She brushed at the girl's tears with the pad of her thumb, already a mother to this child. The wedding ceremony was merely a technicality. "Let's go catch up with your pa. Take me home, Gertie."

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  • Posted December 5, 2011

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    great

    I loved reading this book. It has a story that keeps you entertained for hours

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2012

    Recommended- Very Sweet

    This was a very sweet story and very easy to read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2012

    Enjoyable holiday read

    I enjoyed this lovely book. It was great holiday reading.

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  • Posted January 7, 2012

    Great Read!

    Great read as usual from Jillian Hart and Janet Tronstad. I can read any of their books and come away feeling satisfied. I let my mother (who is 83) read them on my Nook, and she loved the stories.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2012

    Very good story line and I would recommend

    I liked the book - sometimes you just need to read a "happy ending" story.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 7, 2011

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    Sweet and Quick

    If you're anything like me, you don't have a whole lot of time to read. These two stories fit the bill perfectly. Beside Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol, this is the third Christmas-themed book I've read. I enjoyed my cozy time, the hot chocolate sat close by, and they were short so I didn't have to remember where I was at when interrupted. Like A Christmas Carol, I will be reading these again - for pure enjoyment.

    Her Christmas Family by Jillian Hart
    What would you do if you had promised to marry someone you didn't know and he wanted nothing to do with you? Meet Felicity Sawyer, orphan in search of a very special Christmas present that will never leave - a family to call her own. Felicity has a lot to offer Tate Winters, but he's just not buying into her happily-ever-after ideas! Will Felicity's dreams come true and she find a husband that loves her as well as a daughter to call her own, or will this be a marriage of convenience that she will regret?

    Christmas Stars for Dry Creek by Janet Tronstad
    Families are forever...even difficult mother-in-law to be! When Eleanor McBride meets her intended, she's swept away and confused. Adam could have any woman he wanted - why would he even look her way? Yes, things are a little too good to be true, and she meets her mother-in-law in a head on collision when she's forced to acknowledge her own shortcomings to this pompous woman. Finding it better to be kind than rude, even though it was more than deserved, Eleanor rises to the tasks set before her and proves her worth.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2012

    Good poignant story

    I enjoyed the stories.

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  • Posted January 4, 2012

    Surprising!

    What a wonderful story! Surprised! I loved the story lines & the fact that they followed each other. A great feel good story.

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  • Posted January 4, 2012

    Highly recommend - great story.

    I really enjoyed this book. It was a great read that I would recommend to anyone.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2012

    Highlt recommended

    Characters are well developed. A very pleasant read. Holds your interest.

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  • Posted January 3, 2012

    Okay

    It was a good romance book for easy reading.

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  • Posted January 3, 2012

    Great Christmas stories.

    Great reading, happy endings, just wish the stories were full length.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 2, 2012

    Very good! Easy read

    Very good! Easy read

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 22, 2011

    Very enjoyable!

    Nice, quick, heart-warming stories that you won''t be able to put down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 13, 2011

    Loved it

    Very heart warming christmas story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 24, 2014

    Good

    I truly enjoyed these stories of faith and of course love. Sometimes love comes when we lease expect it. Good work ladies. J.... :-@ 190 pages

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  • Posted April 28, 2013

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    Two touching Christmas stories Her Christmas Family by Jillian

    Two touching Christmas stories

    Her Christmas Family
    by Jillian Hart

    Gertie Winters wanted a ma for Christmas and Tate,her father, will do anything to please her since her mother died while he was in prison and she was sent to an orphanage until her aunt Ing went and found her. Felicity Sawyer was raised in an orphanage and has spent her life looking for her sisters. Gertie wrote to Felicity begging her to be her ma, Felicity gladly agrees and takes the train to meet them. When the train arrives that is supposed to bring Felicity, Tate and Gertie can't find her, then as they are leaving someone calls out Gertie's name and they stop in their tracks. Tate can't believe the lady in the yellow dress is Felicity, she'll never follow through on her agreement to marry him, how will Gertie handle this?








    Christmas Stars for Dry Creek
    by Janet Tronstad

    Eleanor McBride has been sitting in an old cabin for twelve days with little to no food and no wood for the fireplace to keep warm, what she had she saved for cooking. Will Sergeant Adam Martin show up with his daughter or not? She had agreed to marry him when she was kicked out of her home and lost her job. After all it was her boss, Mrs Stout who had exchanged letters with Sergeant Martin's mother trying to find her a place to go. What will she do if they don't show up and would his mother still approve of her if she finds out that she is a Hamilton, but was disowned by them?




     Two touching stories by two great authors! 

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2013

    Highly recommend

    Great Book & Great Author

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2012

    Pretty simple!

    Probably would not recommend, very low end.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 15, 2011

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