Opened Christmas cards hum to me the hymn of love and teach me the sacrament of correspondence. — Edward M Hays Copy Share Image
“Hints of gingerbread scents were in the air as Chloe opened the Christmas Shop door. Shelly was no less baking in the back and Chloe was determined to help decorate the cookies. Or houses. Whichever.” — R.A. Rooney Copy Share Image
