All by My Elf (Under the Mistletoe Collection, #3)

by Olivia Dade

every time—“‘

One word

As she’d discovered upon moving to Virginia for college, people in this area of the country treated snowfall with a bizarre mixture of nonchalance and downright terror. If they weren’t panic-purchasing twelve loaves of bread, eight gallons of milk, and every AA battery in existence, they were blithely rolling out for a leisurely drive in their bald-tired, no-wheel-drive compact cars without their headlights on.

So true.

Also mac and cheese—“Because our daughter still eats like an eight-year-old,” Mr. Ko had told them.

Don't diss the mac and cheese.

every time