Cody Laughman, a lonely firefighter in New York City, gets a blast from the past when his late father’s lawyer approaches him with news. It has been three years since Cody’s father’s death, the family house needs to be sold. Although Cody is glad to get rid of this part of his life, there is one final thing he needs to do -- fly home to Muffin, Alaska, and make the property presentable.<br><br>He expects this to be a quick visit, just cleaning up some old memories he usually ignores. But memories are stubborn, and on top of everything else, he finds a real Christmas elf living in the attic of his house. Not a tiny fairy, but a full-grown, deliciously handsome man. He doesn’t even have pointed ears.<br><br>But can Cody open up to the possibility of finding love, when the ghost of Christmas past is still haunting him?

The Firefighter in the Snow

His mind played tricks on him. Again, he thought he heard soft bells. But there weren’t any. Random images flooded his thoughts, as if he were but a boat in a perfect storm. He was home. He had forgiven his father, had made peace with his past. But he wasn’t quite done, yet, he needed to at least try one more thing before he was ready to settle. As much as this house was home again, clean of ill spirits, he still would always feel like there was something missing without Candy. The short time they had spent together seemed special in hindsight. Cody wanted more. The feeling to share a home, that somebody cared, that somebody wanted himto care, was sweet. Cody wanted it in his life. He wanted Candy in his life.


But how to contact a Christmas elf? It wasn’t as if he could just look him up in the phone book.


Chapter 18