The Twins' Family Christmas

That is my wish for you and yours in this Christmas season: abundant life.

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Warm Christmas wishes,

Lee

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

—1 Corinthians 13:12

To Kathy, Colleen and Sally, who helped me brainstorm this story, and to Bill, for research assistance and emotional support. You guys are the best.

Contents

Cover (#u5a7f9cff-9661-5dad-8be9-7a23266e85c3)

Back Cover Text (#ua438ac6d-404d-5ed3-9e8b-91153b84c66e)

About the Author (#u2af03839-c748-57ac-afc2-451b54f46b28)

Booklist (#ub59a1c8d-22b9-5dda-82ff-8d1cca8cd9e3)

Title Page (#u478575a2-a7ee-58a1-b859-d8d7cca5d976)

Copyright (#u418bcc87-816e-57ea-84cc-34cc123b59bd)

Introduction (#ue93eab32-6f7b-5c51-a8d6-06b8109e8edd)

Dear Reader (#u41322f5b-c795-5b24-8bd2-a6efb4762605)

Bible Verse (#ua5d372b6-0b6d-5d89-8b78-f7ccf57d598f)

Dedication (#u95da4667-6f5b-5233-ac24-d0087ecabab3)

Chapter One (#uabf7d6bb-a18f-530b-981f-1e72a81554e1)

Chapter Two (#ubceb6f30-d3c7-5cdd-8471-f010f85c2112)

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Chapter One (#u9e2d1351-36d4-5617-874a-da9c35c7ee27)

You can do this.

Lily Watkins forced a smile as she carried the last of her photography gear into Redemption Ranch’s Cabin Four and then came back out onto the small front porch. “Honestly, I’m fine being alone on Christmas,” she said to her aunt. Which was true; at twenty-six, she’d already spent a fair number of holidays alone. “It’ll be peaceful. Just what I need to finish my project.”

The harder task would be to find out whether her fallen comrade’s kids were being mistreated by their manipulative, cruel father. Doing that, according to her army therapist, might bring her some measure of peace.

She just had to figure out how to investigate the status of Pam’s kids without losing her cool.

“I know several people in town who’d love to have you join them for Christmas dinner.” Aunt Penny pulled out her phone. “Want me to make some calls?”

She did need to go down into the town of Esperanza Springs, talk to people, in order to find out the truth about Pam’s husband and kids. But Christmas dinner wasn’t the time to do that. And although she needed to make new friends and get on with her life, she wasn’t likely to settle here in Colorado.

“No, thanks,” she said. “I appreciate the offer, and I appreciate your letting me stay. The place is lovely, and I’ve been so busy. I’ll enjoy a little solitude, to be honest.”

To her relief, her aunt, who owned the ranch for struggling veterans and senior dogs, didn’t put up a fight. “You’re doing me a favor, too, taking on that other little photography project I mentioned. Anyway, the cabin’s nothing fancy, but the scenery is nice.”

“It’s gorgeous,” Lily agreed, looking out toward the snow-covered Sangre de Cristo Mountains towering over the wide, flat valley where the ranch was situated. “I can’t wait to explore.”

“One of our older veterans will be here over the holidays, and a couple of volunteers will stop by to take care of the dogs. They can help you with anything you need.”

“I’ll be fine.” Lily smiled at the older woman. She was glad to have reconnected with Penny; they didn’t know each other well, since Lily had grown up across the country, but in their few interactions, the older woman had always been down-to-earth and kind.

“I admire you, going back to school as a veteran and working so hard at it. And I’m thrilled you’re using our ranch for your capstone project. Who knows, it might get us some great PR.” She hesitated and then spoke again. “I’ve always regretted not doing more for you when you were a kid. Your mom wasn’t the easiest to live with, and holidays stressed her out. No wonder you’d just as soon spend Christmas alone.”

Lily waved a hand. “I wasn’t any too easy to live with, either. I was wild.”