Mistlefoe Match

He saved my life. Now he's rebuilding it. That doesn't mean I've forgiven him. Powell Ferguson has been my least favorite person for ten years. So naturally, Huckleberry Creek appoints us co-chairs of the Twelve Stops of Christmas. I can survive a few planning meetings with the town's relentlessly cheerful firefighter. His pancakes, teasing smiles, and irritating habit of remembering exactly how I...