All Jaycee wants for Christmas is a snowplow. It’s supposed to be like any other shift for Jaycee Roberts. Yeah, a twelve-hour overnight at a small exclusive hospice facility, where the few patients who can’t twist a doctor’s arm to go home for the holiday vacation remain, but then she’d get to be home in time for Christmas Eve with her kids, twelve—going on twenty—Clarissa and eight-year-old video game expert Jake. It would be their first Christmas as a trio since her marriage to always-in-the-office real estate developer, the wealthy Derek, fell apart nine months ago. They’d separated, and he was conveniently out of town on business over the holidays—again. What Jaycee doesn’t know is that Derek has his own holiday agenda, and it involves convincing her to give him a second chance. He just needs her to finish her shift and make it home before he gets there. The predicted white Christmas becomes an icy snowstorm, and she—along with the rest of the staff—are stuck working until the roads are cleared. Jaycee sets about making the best of things, something that’s made much easier by her new co-worker, Chris Kadavy, who makes no bones about his more than professional interest in her. She’s conflicted by her lingering love for Derek, especially as she doesn’t realize that she’s caught in a love triangle. She spends her time alternating between caring for her patients, including a former Hollywood Scream Queen, a crotchety retired CEO, and a far-too-young father to be who might not live long enough to see his firstborn enter the world, talking to her fighting kids on her cell phone—and flirting with Chris. The storm knocks out power to the facility and blocks the only road in or out, which means no doctors on the way. And now the pregnant wife of the rapidly deteriorating young father goes into labor. Lisa Kovanda’s latest novella blends a touch of humor with the drama of the holiday season.