Lynette Sowell

There’s no place like home for the holidays—or so she’s told.

One last white Christmas on the horse farm is enough to make Isabella Tucker see red. Not that she had much of a choice in coming. Between her kid sister’s begging and her boyfriend sweet-talking her out of Chicago, Bella finds herself at her old Kentucky home, where the only skyscrapers are the Christmas trees.

At least decking the stalls is better than mucking them, and it’s not like she and David will stay forever, right? When Bella realizes wild reindeer couldn’t drag David back to the city, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas will be their last holiday together.