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Holly is forced back to her home town when her fiancé cheats on her just before the wedding. Back in Mistletoe she helps out as her parents Christmas tree farm, one evening after an argument between her father and the cranky lady, Holly finds the lady dead…
All in all it was fine but doesn't really do that much for me. If there was as much time spent on the crime as it was on the Christmas fun it might have been better. Feels more like a romance that a mystery.
At one point Hollys mom says the cute sheriff doesn’t date. And Holly asks some more questions and mom continues, “Nope. Ask anyone. I think every single woman in town made a trip to his doorstep when he first moved here last summer. Some kept after him for months, but he wasn’t having any of it. Eventually they all gave up.”
I hate that sort of stuff, like the MC is so special (why?) he falls for her right away.
At one point the cute sheriff says, “Maybe we can work together.” Why? Why would he do that?
The whipped cream in a can… what the heck? Doesn’t anyone in the US actually whip cream? I always see those horrible cans in books and movies.
Holly is forced back to her home town when her fiancé cheats on her just before the wedding. Back in Mistletoe she helps out as her parents Christmas tree farm, one evening after an argument between her father and the cranky lady, Holly finds the lady dead…
All in all it was fine but doesn't really do that much for me. If there was as much time spent on the crime as it was on the Christmas fun it might have been better. Feels more like a romance that a mystery.
At one point Hollys mom says the cute sheriff doesn’t date. And Holly asks some more questions and mom continues, “Nope. Ask anyone. I think every single woman in town made a trip to his doorstep when he first moved here last summer. Some kept after him for months, but he wasn’t having any of it. Eventually they all gave up.”
I hate that sort of stuff, like the MC is so special (why?) he falls for her right away.
At one point the cute sheriff says, “Maybe we can work together.” Why? Why would he do that?
The whipped cream in a can… what the heck? Doesn’t anyone in the US actually whip cream? I always see those horrible cans in books and movies.
Holly is forced back to her home town when her fiancé cheats on her just before the wedding. Back in Mistletoe she helps out as her parents Christmas tree farm, one evening after an argument between her father and the cranky lady, Holly finds the lady dead…
All in all it was fine but doesn't really do that much for me. If there was as much time spent on the crime as it was on the Christmas fun it might have been better. Feels more like a romance that a mystery.
At one point Hollys mom says the cute sheriff doesn’t date. And Holly asks some more questions and mom continues, “Nope. Ask anyone. I think every single woman in town made a trip to his doorstep when he first moved here last summer. Some kept after him for months, but he wasn’t having any of it. Eventually they all gave up.”
I hate that sort of stuff, like the MC is so special (why?) he falls for her right away.
At one point the cute sheriff says, “Maybe we can work together.” Why? Why would he do that?
The whipped cream in a can… what the heck? Doesn’t anyone in the US actually whip cream? I always see those horrible cans in books and movies.
Holly is forced back to her home town when her fiancé cheats on her just before the wedding. Back in Mistletoe she helps out as her parents Christmas tree farm, one evening after an argument between her father and the cranky lady, Holly finds the lady dead…
All in all it was fine but doesn't really do that much for me. If there was as much time spent on the crime as it was on the Christmas fun it might have been better. Feels more like a romance that a mystery.
At one point Hollys mom says the cute sheriff doesn’t date. And Holly asks some more questions and mom continues, “Nope. Ask anyone. I think every single woman in town made a trip to his doorstep when he first moved here last summer. Some kept after him for months, but he wasn’t having any of it. Eventually they all gave up.”
I hate that sort of stuff, like the MC is so special (why?) he falls for her right away.
At one point the cute sheriff says, “Maybe we can work together.” Why? Why would he do that?
The whipped cream in a can… what the heck? Doesn’t anyone in the US actually whip cream? I always see those horrible cans in books and movies.
This was offered on Audible for free, so I gave it a shot looking for an in between spooky and Christmas seasons read.
This was surprisingly something I really needed. It’s refreshingly cozy, and although that’s not something I ever go for, it was kind of a compulsive read for me. I let myself get sucked in, and the journey was pretty enjoyable. Holly returns home to her family tree farm in historic Mistletoe, Maine. While going through a serious breakup, this turns out to be just the atmosphere she needs as Christmastime is nigh. From tree decorating and snowball competitions, to horse drawn sleigh rides, this town’s magic could make anyone forget the bad. However, there’s a bit of a mixup as Holly comes across a body one night. The death, terrible on its own, now threatens her family business, the safety of the town, and perhaps even Holly’s life.
Because this is supposed to be a kind of cozy and feel good read, it sort of just glosses over a lot of things. Holly was meant to get married this Christmas season, and although the breakup is the reason for her return home, there is next to zero grief in this novel. She’s much more interested in having fun, perhaps flirting with the new sheriff, and investigating the death on her own. There’s also multiple mentions of waking up and checking breath but zero mentions on showering? And the diabetic-inducing level diet these people have!
Still, if you let yourself just be in the moment with the story, it’s a fun read. Kind of Hallmark movie like, especially with the romantic side story that read as much more the point of the novel than the murder. A Christmas romance with a dash of murder, but the twist wasn’t bad. Sadly though, this was missing 11 deaths to live up to its title. For me, the hardest part to believe was the author trying to convince us that a man with a Boston accent was an attractive thing…
This was offered on Audible for free, so I gave it a shot looking for an in between spooky and Christmas seasons read.
This was surprisingly something I really needed. It’s refreshingly cozy, and although that’s not something I ever go for, it was kind of a compulsive read for me. I let myself get sucked in, and the journey was pretty enjoyable. Holly returns home to her family tree farm in historic Mistletoe, Maine. While going through a serious breakup, this turns out to be just the atmosphere she needs as Christmastime is nigh. From tree decorating and snowball competitions, to horse drawn sleigh rides, this town’s magic could make anyone forget the bad. However, there’s a bit of a mixup as Holly comes across a body one night. The death, terrible on its own, now threatens her family business, the safety of the town, and perhaps even Holly’s life.
Because this is supposed to be a kind of cozy and feel good read, it sort of just glosses over a lot of things. Holly was meant to get married this Christmas season, and although the breakup is the reason for her return home, there is next to zero grief in this novel. She’s much more interested in having fun, perhaps flirting with the new sheriff, and investigating the death on her own. There’s also multiple mentions of waking up and checking breath but zero mentions on showering? And the diabetic-inducing level diet these people have!
Still, if you let yourself just be in the moment with the story, it’s a fun read. Kind of Hallmark movie like, especially with the romantic side story that read as much more the point of the novel than the murder. A Christmas romance with a dash of murder, but the twist wasn’t bad. Sadly though, this was missing 11 deaths to live up to its title. For me, the hardest part to believe was the author trying to convince us that a man with a Boston accent was an attractive thing…