A Ridgeway Christmas
โ Scribed by Kianna Alexander
- Book ID
- 110707928
- Publisher
- Kianna Alexander
- Year
- 2015
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 44 KB
- Series
- The Roses of Ridgeway #4
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN-13
- 9781516352777
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
A Season For Family and Friends
The year is 1886, and it's Christmastime in the small enclave of Ridgeway, California. As the town gathers at the Taylor Hotel for the first Ridgeway Holiday Social, memories are shared, secrets are revealed, and new attractions are discovered.
Family is Everything
Ricardo and Lilly Benigno have journeyed by ship to his home in Barcelona, to introduce their son Leo to his Spanish roots. For Ricardo's parents, meeting their first grandchild is a delight beyond compare- but old wounds still exist between Ricardo and his elder brother, Hernando.
A Secret to Tell
Back home in Ridgeway, Prudence is keeping a secret from her husband, the Reverend Derrick Emerson. Between keeping their home, chasing after their young daughter Chloe Grace, and helping take care of the needs of their parishioners, she's hardly sure of when she'll have the time to tell him what's on her mind-but the Christmas social presents the perfect opportunity.
A Choice to Make
Sheriff Noah Rogers and his wife Valerie are still in the throes of newlywed bliss, and are looking forward to finding every sprig of mistletoe the staff at the Taylor hotel has hung. Watching little Abraham grow up makes Valerie long for another child- but will Noah agree, when he has his eye on the mayor's seat?
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