They spent most of the day selling trees. As soon as Caden cut the netting off a tree to replace the ones that were sold, more trees were sold. Jocelyn was about to carry another tree to a car, but Caden ran over.

“I’ve got this.” He picked up the tree with ease and looked at Mrs. Miller, who had just bought it. She was a regular who came back every year. “Where to, miss?”

The woman blushed. “Why, thank you! Right this way.” Then she looked around him to Jocelyn and slipped her a bill. “Thank you for your time.”

“Thank you, and it was my pleasure.” Jocelyn gave...