So my pal Barbara Silkstone says, "Aren't you writing a Christmas story? Silly wench, everyone loves a Christmas story!"
So I say, "I want to--desperately! But I can't think of a good story. It's very sad..."
So Barbara says, "A dog, darling. Everybody wants a story about a dog at Christmas."
~oOo~
It is 1815. Elizabeth Darcy returns to Hertfordshire to see her family at Christmas, but a silly quarrel between Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley threatens everybody’s pleasure.
The war is over, but Meryton is anything but peaceful. The neighborhood ladies are each determined her cook will win first prize in the Beau Bon-Bon charity baking competition, and Mrs. Bennet is determined to get the new tenant of Netherfield Park for Kitty—but Commodore Harrington might have other plans.
And there is a bit with a dog…
So I say, "I want to--desperately! But I can't think of a good story. It's very sad..."
So Barbara says, "A dog, darling. Everybody wants a story about a dog at Christmas."
~oOo~
It is 1815. Elizabeth Darcy returns to Hertfordshire to see her family at Christmas, but a silly quarrel between Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley threatens everybody’s pleasure.
The war is over, but Meryton is anything but peaceful. The neighborhood ladies are each determined her cook will win first prize in the Beau Bon-Bon charity baking competition, and Mrs. Bennet is determined to get the new tenant of Netherfield Park for Kitty—but Commodore Harrington might have other plans.
And there is a bit with a dog…
