About the book:
Christmas Eve 1894
All Margaret Campbell wants for Christmas is a safe journey home. When her plans for a festive holiday with her family in Stirling crumble beneath the weight of her brother’s bitterness, the young schoolteacher wants nothing more than to return to the students she loves and the town house she calls home.
Then an unexpected detour places her in the path of Gordon Shaw, a handsome newspaperman from Glasgow, who struggles under a burden of remorse and shame.
When the secret of their shared history is revealed, will it leave them tangled in a knot of regret? Or might their past hold the threads that will bind their future together?
As warm as a woolen scarf on a cold winter’s eve, A Wreath of Snow is a tender story of love and forgiveness, wrapped in a celebration of all things Scottish, all things Victorian, and, especially, all things Christmas.
I love Christmas novellas because they're short and sweet and easily read in one or two sittings. I've enjoyed Liz Curtis Higgs in the past but this was one that I just didn't connect with. I liked Margaret and Gordon well enough and I loved the Scottish setting. The estrangement with Margaret's brother Alan was a bit extreme and he was so unlikeable that even though I understood his purpose in the story and the need for redemption and forgiveness, I just couldn't stand him. I know this was intended as a novella, but I think the story would have been a lot richer if it was a full length novel.
Overall, I liked the story, but I just didn't love it. Fans of Liz Curtis Higgs will undoubtedly enjoy this, however.
Thanks to Waterbrook Multnomah for the opportunity to review this book. You can learn more about Liz Curtis Higgs here. You can purchase your own copy here.
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