The next few weeks were unbearable. Liam went through the motions of his life, but his heart was elsewhere.

At least he had the distraction of preparing for Christmas Eve at The Christmas Cove Children’s Home. It was something he looked forward to every year.

“Okay, what’s up?”

Liam smiled, knowing exactly who it was.

When he turned around, Mrs. Bennett was standing there, her perfectly coifed white bob tilting to the side, along with her head. Her arms were folded across her chest, expecting an answer. “Well?”

He scoffed. “You do realize that I’m your boss, right?”

Mrs. Bennett shrugged. “What’s that have to do with the price of...