by Debbie Macomber

October 2008
ISBN: 978-0-7783-2591-8
Reviewer Graphic Button Mira Books

Every year Debbie Macomber gives her readers a special Christmas story. This year Ms. Macomber has made it even more special than usual by setting her story in the fictional town of Cedar Cove, which her fans dearly love.

Mary Jo Wyse does not live in Cedar Cove, but finds herself there on Christmas Eve searching for her unborn childís father. The babyís father is David Rhodes, whose father and stepmother are long-time residents of the town. Mary Jo is determined to find the soon to be grandparents and tell them of the baby before her three older and determined brothers can do it for her.

The search leads her to the library where a dizzy spell compels the librarian, Grace Harding to call the paramedics. Rushing to Mary Joís aid is Mack McAfee, a young man who has returned to Cedar Cove to spend time closer to his family, and to begin yet another career in his search to find his true calling and happiness.

Mary Jo refuses to go to the hospital, and a search for lodging turns up a town without a vacancy. Grace invites Mary Jo to spend the night in an apartment above located above the Harding Ranch barn. Neither expect to bond as quickly as they do. Nor do they expect what will actually occur that night in the barn apartment.

A Cedar Cove Christmas is a very simplistic read, and one that true Macomber fans will devour in just a few hours. Iím confident that many will put the book in a place of honor on their keeper shelves and re-read it every holiday season. There is a lesson to be learned from A Cedar Cove Christmas, and I can only hope that many will keep that lesson in their heart for this holiday season, and the year to come.

There is a down side to A Cedar Cove Christmas. Itís an appetizer of a book, and reminds hungry readers that a new Cedar Cove main course isnít due until Fall 2009, and for readers that makes a long hard wait!

Reviewed in September 2008 by Sandi.

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