Evergreen Chase (Shady Hollow #3.5)

by Juneau Black

No mere snowfall could keep her from enjoying this day, especially since the morning was starting with coffee—glorious coffee.

There is a special kind of excitement in such events: the familiarity of tradition for the older residents, the novelty of it for the younger, and, for everyone, the subtle joy of joining in a thing greater than oneself.

What she wanted most was to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea by her fireplace.

Collective problems don’t have individual solutions.” “Have you been reading alternative-economics books again?” Vera asked. “Bleak times call for bleak texts,” Lenore said.

“We got the tree back,” Orville said solemnly, “but the solstice comes every year no matter what. It’s the longest night, but it’s the turning point. From here on out, things get brighter.”