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“It was fine," I said stiffly. "We played Mouse Trap." "Is that what they're calling it these days?" she asked, throwing me a terrible grin. "I have to go give Rachel a quick bath. Feel free to make yourself some cocoa or whatever you like!" She stopped short of adding "...future child-bride of my only son.”

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Let It Snow: Three Holiday Stories

This book presents three separate but linked romantic tales that unfold over a single snowy Christmas Eve in a small town. The stories, written by three different authors, follow various teenagers whose paths cross as a blizzard disrupts travel and holiday plans. Each narrative explores themes of chance encounters, young love, and the magic of the holiday season, with the snowstorm serving as a unifying backdrop that forces characters to come together in unexpected ways. The collection is known for its lighthearted, festive tone and its focus on the serendipitous connections that can occur during winter holidays. more

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Maureen Johnson
Maureen Johnson

Maureen Johnson is an American author born on February 16, 1973. She is known for her works in young adult literature and mystery novels, which have gained her a wide readership. more

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