Lauraine Henderson lives with her husband, dog and cat on 68 acres of woodland 40 miles north of Portland, Oregon. After growing up in Oregon, they moved their family of three children to Utah. From there they moved to Hawaii and Arizona, finally coming back to Oregon in 2015. Their three children, two girls and a boy are all grown and live across the United States.
After being a professional bookkeeper for over twenty years, she turned her hobby of writing into her first published novel in 2016. She loves to write inspirational romance and romantic comedy and hopes her readers will be both entertained and uplifted by her stories. When she’s not writing, she’s working her way through online university, loves to paint (watercolors, oils, and acrylics), sew, knit, crochet, make beaded jewelry, and read (of course!).
George Stone can’t wait for the Christmas season to be over and his employees, especially his executive assistant, Kathryn Gleason, focused once again on their work. When a missing report requires George to stop in at Kathryn’s parents’ home the day before Christmas Eve, he ends up as an unexpected guest. Between the haunting journals of his late grandfather and the unsettling dream of an unhappy future, George is swept away by the magic of Kathryn’s charm and her family’s love.
Will the Spirit of Christmas show George the happiness he’s missing and will Kathryn’s warmth and beauty melt his cold heart?
After several minutes, dripping onto the floor, George wondered if anyone besides the sprite who had disappeared down the hall knew he was there.
He called out, “Hello!”
“Hello!” he called again.
“Hello?” came the uncertain answer.
“Is Kathryn Gleason here?”
“Mr. Stone?” The woman behind the voice turned the corner of the kitchen and George drew in a surprised breath. Kathryn was covered head to toe in flour, a red apron with the image of Mrs. Claus fashioned across the front covering a forest green sweatshirt and jeans. Her bare feet peeked out from the bottom of her pants. Soft brown hair, which was usually held back in a tight bun for work fell from a loose pony tail and tickled the sides of her face. The brilliance of her dark green eyes gave the impression she had selected her eye color just for the holidays, but the glitter he saw in them shook him to the core. His staid, low-key, albeit sweetly humming assistant caused him to shiver and another chunk of ice melted from his heart.
Then she smiled and it was as though the sun came out in the middle of the room.
George tried to swallow and felt as though his legs wouldn’t hold him much longer. He looked around for somewhere to sit.
“Please come in!” Kathryn invited. “We’re just finishing the last of the Christmas cookies.”