Be Home for Christmas Making Spirits Bright
Holiday Magic
Snow Angels
Silver Bells
Comfort and Joy
Sugar and Spice
Let It Snow
A Gift of Joy
Five Golden Rings
Deck the Halls
Jingle All the Way
FERN MICHAELS
Fearless
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Table of Contents
Also by Title Page Copyright Page Prologue Part One
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9
Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25
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Prologue
Lubbock, Texas
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Anna Campbell accepted the friend request from Laura Jones, a common enough name. Possibly, she was a friend of a friend, or someone who followed her vlog on YouTube, The Simple Life.
Accepting the request, she then clicked on the name to see if there were photos to put a face to, possibly reminding her who Laura Jones was.
She read through the woman’s Facebook bio, then once more. This was a mistake. It had to be. She drew in a deep breath, slowly letting the air of uncertainty pass through her dry lips. Chewing on her bottom lip, she pointed the cursor to the photo tab. Afraid, yet knowing she couldn’t stop now, she double-clicked on the link. Heart racing, she viewed the images. One by one, still shots of the woman’s smiling face grinned back at her. She clicked on one photo, realizing it had been taken just a few hours ago.
This whole thing was impossible, yet she couldn’t deny what she was seeing.
She clicked through the pictures, each image tearing apart the life that she was trying to put back together. She stared at the images again.
No way this could be real. Photoshopped, most likely. Yes, it had to be. Maybe one of her viewers had decided to play a cruel joke on her after all the publicity she had received lately. With over 6 million subscribers, it’s highly likely that some were haters. The vlogging community was like any other in that respect. People disagreed. Respectfully. Or not.
Clicking the white back arrow, she viewed the pictures a third time. With a few clicks of her mouse, she was able to enlarge the photos.
No. This was not some crazy subscriber trying to rattle her.
This
