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Quickly I grabbed everything I needed: smudge stick, lighter, the bottle, my bag, and cape.

Mewl, mewl.
Mr. Prince Charming sat at the door waiting for me to open it. His tail dotted the air, giving a little jingle. I opened the door and he darted out.

The tree had been placed in the middle of The Gathering Rock up the hill near my cottage. It was the perfect location for the tree to be illuminated for all the village people to see. I walked around the tree sprinkling the contents of the bottle, not leaving any spot untouched. I could feel the tide of the economy turning. My intuition was in check and I knew everything was going to turn out a-okay. I lit the smudge stick and walked around the tree several times moving the smoke up and down, filling the tree with goodness and light. Like magic, the tree came to life.

"I am protected by your might. O gracious Goddess, day and night. Thrice around the circle's bound. Evil sink into the ground,” I whispered into the air sending up good vibes to the Universe.

“Yoo-hoo! Yoo-hoo! June!” The shrill voice of Tiffany broke my train of thought.

I looked down at the pink dot climbing the hill with Oscar, Mr. Prince Charming, and a bald-headed man in a long black overcoat dragging behind him.

“I’ve been looking all over for you.” Tiffany’s chest heaved up and down. She might be willowy thin, but she was for sure out of shape. I had a cure for that. “Burt, this is June Heal. June, this is Burt my husband.”

Burt was much shorter than Tiffany. Bald as a baby’s butt and dressed with the finest Italian clothes. I could smell the richness from a mile away, plus my intuition told me they were filthy rich.

“Hi,” I smiled. “Nice to meet you. I hate that you were snowed in our village, but I hope you enjoyed your stay.”

“Yes I did, thanks to you.” He put his arm around his wife and hugged her close. “You have made my wife happy. This is the first time I have seen her relaxed going into a holiday season ever.”

“I told him about that special homeopathic cure you gave me.” She walked her fingernails up his chest, ending with a pinch to his chin. “Amethyst even gave me a cooking class to making those darn eggs. It’s not so hard.” She winked. “And Eloise fixed my bells.” She shook her head, causing the fur hat to jingle, jangle.

“Great. It’s what I do. Did Faith give you the bottles and gift cards for your friends?” I asked.

“She did and now I have an offer for you.” She used her finger to poke her husband in the ribs.

“Yes.” He cleared his throat.

The sound of others was coming up the hill and I looked at the villagers making their way to the tree lighting along with tourists. It was part of the bazaar the village council had been promoting. Afterward, The Gathering Grove and Wicked Good had teamed up to offer a little reception with Santa.

“Hurry.” Tiffany rushed her husband. “She’s a busy woman.”

“I’m not sure if you’ve heard of Head To Toe Works.”

“I have.” I recall many times going into the fancy bath and health product store when I was a kid. Darla would never let me buy anything because it was so expensive. I loved going there and trying all the lotions and bathing in their smells.

“We own the company and we’d like—” Burt was cut off by Tiffany.

“We want to carry your stress product in all of our stores!” Tiffany clapped her hands together, her voice full of giddiness.

“You what?” My jaw dropped. Oscar moved next to me and hugged me.

“Isn’t this wonderful?” he asked, kissing me on the forehead. “You are going to be famous.”

“Famous?” I laughed. “Hardly.”

“Well? Do we have a deal?” Burt put his hand out wanting me to give the good ole gentleman’s handshake.

I hesitated for a second to let my intuition take in what I was hearing. There was no gut feeling or anything telling me not to go for it.

“Deal.” I gripped his hand and gave a good shake.

“Great.” He put his arm back around Tiffany. “We are going to get out of here before the next snowfall, but you will be hearing from me after the new year.”

“Wonderful. Thank you.” I couldn’t stop smiling.

“No. Thank you. Anyone who can make her happy. . .” He didn’t have to finish his sentence for me to know what he meant.

I watched them make their way back down the hill while the last few people come up the hill. I looked up in the sky. My intuition told me my mother and father were very proud. I said a secret little prayer to Darla, thanking her for giving me the gift of creating homeopathic cures from scratch before I even knew my spiritual gift.

Meow, meow
. Mr. Prince Charming did figure eights around my ankles. I picked him up and snuggled him up to me.

Oscar put his arms around us and led us over to the tree that was now lit.

“We wish you a Merry Christmas, we wish you a Merry Christmas,” everyone sang, echoing into the dark, cool night sky. The full moon and the lit Christmas tree illuminated Whispering Falls.

I glanced around the people who I had come to love as my family. Everyone had a smile on their face and a sparkle in their eyes, as we held hands and swayed around the illuminated Christmas tree.

“And a happy New Year!”

Merry Christmas from Tonya Kappes and the gang from Whispering Falls. We hope you find the joy and magic of the season.

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About The Author

Tonya has written over 20 novels and 4 novellas, all of which have graced numerous bestseller lists including USA Today. Her novels have garnered over ten national awards making her an International Bestseller.

Best known for stories charged with emotion and humor, and filled with flawed characters, her novels have garnered reader praise and glowing critical reviews. She lives with her husband, three teenage boys, two very spoiled schnauzers and one ex-stray cat in Northern Kentucky and grew up in Nicholasville. Now that her boys are teenagers, Tonya writes full time but can be found at all of her guys high school games with a pencil and paper in hand. Come on over and FAN Tonya on Goodreads.

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