Ginger the cat is the centerpiece of a lucrative entertainment and merchandising empire. A blue Christmas seems certain when his owner Katherine passes away right before Thanksgiving.<br><br>Katherine’s will appoints her loving and loyal groundskeeper Baily as executor, leaving estranged grandson Del livid. Since Del wasn’t around, it’s stipulated he must spend thirty days under the same roof as Ginger and Baily to get to know the cat as a loving companion, not just a commodity, in order to share in any inheritance.<br><br>As the men bond over the weeks leading into Christmas, Baily is unaware Scrooge-like Del is sneaking around, searching out cash and other valuables. Will they be able to make nice once Baily discovers Del’s naughtiness? Which list does Ginger end up on? And what will Katherine’s last gift to each man mean to their future?

Ginger Bread

“Don’t. It’s okay to be sad.” Del took over with the red and green poinsettia towel. “That putting on a show comment you made the first day we went to the shelter…?”


“Yeah. Being a foster kid can feel like that.”


“You don’t have to do it anymore. By the way, you have nice eyes, too.”


“Yes. Soulful…loyal…friendly, like Apollo and Meenie.” Del rolled his. “That was dumb.”


“Dogs have gorgeous eyes. I take it as a compliment, like I hope you do when I compare yours to Ginger’s.”


“Definitely. You’re very fond of him.”


“Can I confess something, now, Baily?”


“I’m tempted to kiss you right now.”


“I’ve been tempted to kiss you for a while.”


“So, what’s stopping us?” Del asked.


I did. I stopped them by jumping up onto Baily’s lap.


“Yeah. He’s definitely a kiss blocker!”


Del was right. He was also still the same sneaky rat he’d been on day one. He didn’t deserve Baily kissy kisses. Only I did.


Chapter 23