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The hell we do, he started to say…but she was right Time machines existed only in the movies, not in real life

So he nodded, got to his feet and held out his hand Holly took it and stood up beside him

‘You’ve got snow in your hair,’ she said, and gently brushed it away

There was a catch in her voice He knew there’d be one in his, too, if he tried to speak So he took her hand, instead, and brought her palm to his mouth Hands clasped, they walked slowly to the cabin

‘I’ll get s,’ Nick said

Holly nodded ‘I’ll wait here’

He reached the top of the porch steps and looked around Holly’s back was to hi

‘Get it over with,’ he muttered, and reached for the door

What was the sense in prolonging this? She’d spoken the truth It was too late to go back Miracles only came around once in a lifetime They’d had theirs, and they’d tossed it away

Deterh the door and halfway up the stairs to the bedroom—and then he stopped

How could he leave her? They had just found each other again Sure, they’d had their ot one in a lifetime?

Wasn’t Christmas all about miracles?

Nick’s jaw tightened He’d never run froe Now, he had a second chance Okay, maybe it wouldn’t work Maybe by the time the weekend was over he’d be one for ever

But how could he know that, if he left now?

He took a deep breath All he had to do was convince Holly And, da to do…

‘Nick?’

He turned at Holly’s whisper She was standing in the open doorway, looking up at him, her hair ith snow, her lashes spiky with tears

‘Holly’ He caht words, for the right way to say them

‘Nick,’ she said, ‘oh, Nick, please, please, don’t go!’

And then they were in each other’s arms