The farm opened for business after church on Sundays, and just as they had been busy the day before, the parking lot was practically full by the time Josh returned with his second load of trees. He wasn’t sure where all of these people were coming from, but he loved to see the smiles on their faces when he dropped off the trees they’d picked out themselves. One little girl was so excited, she couldn’t stop jumping up and down, shouting, “This is the best Christmas ever!”
Josh truly hoped it would be, though he felt like his Christmas was getting lost a bit in the hustle and bustle of helping out at the farm. He’d yet to watch a Christmas movie or hang an ornament, though his mother had done a spectacular job of decorating the cabin, as she always did.
As busy as he was, Josh had spent a
