If you'd like a little humor and romance with your Christmas novels, this one could be just your cup of wassail (non-alcoholic, of course). I certainly enjoyed it.
Odd things are afoot at the Greenbrier Nursing Home. Old folks have begun acting like youngsters. Ol' Haddie's been peddling a trike around the halls at top speed, and Faith and Clyde (equally old) have been smooching on the gazebo. Speaking of which, the gazebo is a little off kilter too.
Sort of like the odd little man who built it. Leon Fontaine rebuilt the old fountain at the Paradise Trailer Court too, and the fountain also leaned a bit. It seemed to be his trademark.
Somehow, folks were getting the notion that the water had youthful qualities. Some think that odd little man is providing drugs to the Nursing Home. Griselda has her hands full trying to help Chief of Police Mildred find the elusive Mr. Fontaine, deciding whether she loved Zeb or Cliff, taste-testing Ruth's exotic Thanksgiving dishes, and lining up someone to play Mary in the Christmas Pageant. Oh--and trying to pacify her sister Agnes who can't come to either the Thanksgiving dinner or the Christmas pageant.
Blame It on the Mistletoe can be purchased at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and Christian Book Distributors. Go ahead. You know you want it.
2 comments:
Yes, you're right... thanks for the great reviews.
I enjoyed this one, too, Anne. Joyce is one of my favorite authors.
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