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Chapter One: Snoopy in the Sky
“It was Thanksgiving morning in San Francisco. Crisp and clear, the sky was a spectacular blue. The last tendrils of fog had scampered away with the first rays of the late November sun.” (page 1)


I press my ear to the frosted window and smile. A Chloe Stowe first-liner always brings an appreciative sigh from the world, an “Ahh, finally!” that I cherish with all my sweetest delusions of grandeur…

*cough, cough, a swift kick to my ass*

Yeah, well, reality sucks tunas, so while I peel my stupid ear lobe off of the icy glass, you can take the time to settle in for five days of festive preview blogging! Yes, it’s that time again, folks. A brand new Chloe Stowe novel is outracing Santa down your chimneys this year.

Miracle on Lombard Street, my 14th novel, will be released this week! Specific date is still up in the air, but when I know, you’ll know.

Of course that means I’m going to start talking again. Yapping up the airwaves. Chatting your ears off – speaking of ears, does anybody have a band-aid and some industrial strength Windex? Even the tiniest of psychotic breaks can be darn messy.

So, here I am- delusions, tunas and all!

For the next five days, I will be blogging daily, teasing each of my readers with a chapter title and an excerpt from my very first, full-length Christmas novel. Today, you’ve already gotten “Snoopy in the Sky” and as always the first lines of my newest work. If that isn’t enough to set your toes a-tingling, you will also be getting the juicy blurb. Now whose champagne is fizzing and popping and cranking out a chorus of Jingle Bells?

Sorry. I’m sick as a dog right now so my normally skewed mind is even a little more screwy this morning. Unfortunately, with the big meds I’m on for my chronic panic disorder, cold meds are out of the picture. Talk about sucking tunas big time… yeah, I don’t know what it is with the tunas today either. Seems a little fishy to me. *grins*

Without further adieu, or marine creatures of any kind, here is your blurb…


Taking its cue from the classic “Miracle on 34th Street,” Miracle on Lombard Street is a modern take on the wondrous story of the holiday magic born of the words “I believe.”
Balthazar Macy believes his suspicions are correct. No matter how much Skule Winters denies it, the old man is indeed Santa Claus. All he has to do is prove it.
Joseph Macy believes that life is bitterly unfair. There is only one thing in the world that he trusts implicitly: the love of his little brother. And Joseph will do everything to protect the autistic boy he alone is entrusted in raising.
Davin Clarke believes that life is good. Troubles are only hurdles needed to be negotiated cleanly to reach better, greener pastures. He, however, has never met a hurdle quite like Joseph Macy.
Skule Winters believes. What it is that the old man believes in, however, only a boy by the name of Balthazar will be able to bring to light.
As Christmas dawns on these men’s lives, a fiery love, a forgotten faith and a touch of magic will greet them.


If you were to press your ear to the chilled window pane right now, you really would hear my appreciative sigh. No delusions necessary. *smiles*

Tomorrow I hope to have more substance to share. I’m planning on dealing the knockout punch to my cold today, so I will be fresh and fish-free the next frosty morn… Ok, now I’m starting to alliterate. It is definitely time to let you go.

Until tomorrow, when clearer heads will prevail…

Chloe
Chloe Stowe