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Chapter Eight

TJ woke with a headache after a night of weird dreams. She took a couple of OTC painkiller tablets after her shower. She was not looking forward to her interview with a reporter from the Billings Gazette later this morning.

As she dressed, she could hear her sisters already downstairs in the kitchen. Opening her bedroom door, she followed the rich, wonderful scent of coffee down the stairs.

She couldn’t help smiling to herself. There was something so comforting about being back in this house with her sisters. Just the sound of them lightened her step as well as her heart. As she walked into the kitchen, she headed straight for the cupboard where she knew she would find a mug.

“Good morning!” Annabelle called from the table, where she and Chloe were already sitting with their coffee. “It’s a beautiful day.”

TJ blinked as she looked outside to see the sun shining on the new snow, making it glitter blindingly. “Were you always this cheerful in the morning?” she asked her as she took a seat at the table.

“Don’t you hate morning people?” Chloe said, and grinned, since she was one as well.

“I thought we’d get a Christmas tree today,” Annabelle said with unusual jubilance. “Willie saved some of Grandma Frannie’s ornaments from the trip to the dump. We could decorate the tree later, and I need to do some Christmas shopping.”

TJ could see what her sister was trying to do—get her mind off True Fan and yesterday’s book signing.

“Is there a place to buy a tree in town?” Chloe asked.

“Don’t be silly,” Annabelle said with a laugh. “We’re going to take a picnic lunch and go up into the mountains and cut one. I found an ax in the garage.”

“Ax?” Chloe cried.

“The Little Rockies?” TJ said, and both sisters turned to look at her.

“Why do I detect a strange excitement in those three words?” Chloe asked. “You aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking.”

“Of course not,” TJ said. “It’s just been so long since I’ve been up there.” Both sisters were studying her. “Come on, he isn’t True Fan.”