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Hello, and welcome to this year’s Christmas Reads blog series where you will find new, and older, Christmas Reads for your holiday season. I hope you’ll enjoy this year’s offerings which will run through the end of the year. If you like Christmas stories, be sure and check out my previous years’ Holiday  and Christmas Reads for more fantastic Christmas stories from a range of sweet genres.

To open the 2016  series, here’s Rose Allen McCauley’s newest Christmas Read:

Christmas Tide on Bald Eagle Island!


Christmastide at Bald Head Island

By Rose Allen McCauley


Literature weaves its way through the hearts of the Jordan family women. Matriarch, Grace Jordan, has a particular affinity for William Shakespeare. Just as his play, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, spins a tale of the planning of one wedding but ends with three ceremonies, Grace and her two daughters, Rosalind and Miranda, discover rekindled love while planning Rosalind’s daughter, Jane Anne’s Christmas wedding. In a twist of fate, ceremony plans change. However, just like Elizabeth Bennett and Anne Shirley from Jane Austen and Lucy Montgomery’s respective classic tales, all four Jordan women discover what—and who—will make them truly happy.



Alex wiped the mustard off his face then asked her, “Do you want some Italian Ice now or later?”

Her eyes twinkled. “I want to spend as much time as possible inside so let’s wait until later when the Conservancy closes.”

She stopped to read everything in every exhibit. Better to think about the information in front of her rather than all that was running through her head.

“Is this the teacher coming out in you?”

“Must be. Do you mind?”

“Of course, not. It gives me more time to watch my favorite exhibit.”

“Which exhibit is that?”

He made Groucho Marx eyes at her. “You.”

She shook her head and went back to reading.

After a couple hours, Alex wished they’d chosen to walk on the beach this afternoon, even in the heat. He couldn’t stand being this close to her without the opportunity to talk about more than the turtles and other wildlife. “It’s almost five. Ready for that Italian Ice now?”

She looked up from an exhibit about the bioluminescent plankton. “I hope sometime we can see these tiny fish that light up underwater. Jane Anne has told me about them.”

“I hope so, too. Maybe we could all three go together one night.”

They walked outside, and he bought them each an Italian Ice.

He handed hers over and said, “I’d like to ask you one final question.”

She took a bite. “What’s that?”

“What was the hardest part of me not being there for you?”

Her heart thudded against her chest. How could she list them all—the shame of being an unwed mother, her parents’ disappointment, the lonely, long nights of little sleep whenever Jane Anne was ill, taking ten years to get her teaching degree, having to work two jobs?

She didn’t know which reason to pick and couldn’t speak with the growing anger clogging her throat. Especially when she remembered that even if his parents had kept him from receiving her calls, he’d had her number. He could have called her. He should have called her. But no, he’d turned his back on her for a college education.

Two words slipped from her lips. “Your betrayal.”

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About the Author:

rose-aboutRose has been writing for over a decade and has five books published. A retired schoolteacher who has been happily married to her college sweetheart for over forty years, they enjoy their growing family of three children and their spouses and five lovely, lively grandkids! She loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her through her website www.rosemccauley.com or twitter @RoseAMcCauley and Facebook http://on.fb.me/1LrXNoS