I remember (in ancient times – ahem!) when I was a child in Winnipeg. Halloween was the day us kids would hurry home from school in a panic to get our costumes organized. Back in “the good ole days” my mom used to get a bunch of used clothes out from the closet in readiness. My sister and I would fight and scramble to get the pieces that would best fit our vision of whatever witch or old man our mom had dictated as our choices for that year.
One 5 star review read –
If you enjoy heartwarming Christmas romances, you will wile away a pleasant hour reading Christmas Runaway.