RELEASE TOUR- Unwrapping Noel by Jennifer Theriot



AUTHOR: Jennifer Theriot
GENRE: Women’s Contemporary

EDITOR: RE Hargrave
Noel Calabrese hates Christmas as much as she
hates her life. While in the Napa Valley on a
business trip, she meets Leon Hallas. Could this
sexy, silver fox be her ticket to happiness? Will she
learn to trust again?
Noel Calabrese, PR
Public Relations or Pathetic Relationship?
Gaww! I absolutely hate this day—December eighth,
Catholic holy day, feast of The Immaculate
Conception, and my sister, Holly’s, birthday. Did I
fulfill my holy obligation today and go to mass? No,
I did not. I’m a faltering excuse for a Catholic. Did I
call Holly this morning and wish her happy
birthday? Did I send her a card? No, to both of
those. My parents are probably cursing me from
their graves for the way I’ve turned out, not to
mention the deity above.
It’s freezing cold. Drizzling rain and the bad weather
make for a horrible commute home on the freeway.
The approaching holidays make it even worse, so I
shake my head and spew out a few, choice, cuss
words. I flip my middle finger at the plethora of
stupid drivers who believe it is their right to drive
like idiots.
Tapping impatiently on my steering wheel, I look at
the mall parking lot and wonder how people
actually find joy in buying shit, just to be giving it
away. Half the time, what you give gets returned
anyway. I sound jaded, but it’s the truth. Think
about it. You spend countless hours wandering
around the stores, buy a gift you think someone will
like, for the sake of giving, spend time wrapping it,
and then the day after Christmas, everyone is
clamoring to get to the mall to return their presents.
A futile waste of time. Stores are open on both
Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. The whole world
is after the almighty dollar instead of focusing on
the reason for the season. Growing up, my sister
and I were lucky to get a doll from Santa. These
days, I think people just buy gifts to be buying them.
The whole meaning of Christmas is pissed away by
greed and material things. Isn’t Christmas
supposed to be about celebrating the birth of Jesus
Christ? It’s His birthday after all. Why do we need
gifts? I swear, this gets worse every year, and I keep
telling myself that I’m not buying any more presents
for anyone. I’ll just give them a card that explains
the true meaning of the season and be done with it.
The red brake lights of cars, and the annoying
sounds of horns honking, coupled with the blaring
of an ambulance trying to meander its way through
the congested traffic, have me wanting to scream. I
pull into the right lane, letting the ambulance pass,
and make the sign of the cross, hoping the person
in the ambulance is safe.
On the other hand, I’m angry, and I’m tired. I’m
stressed out, and I just want to get home, peel off
my clothes, grab a glass of wine, and unwind.
Pounding my fists on the steering wheel does
nothing to expedite the process, so I talk myself
into taking a deep breath, turn on some classical
music, and deal with the anxiety.
Traffic opens up, and I push my foot on the pedal—bumping me ten miles over the speed limit to get to
my safe haven. Finally, I pull onto my street, stop
my car in front of the mailbox, and reach in to grab
the day’s stack. I see Dave’s Mercedes parked in
the driveway, but the damn front lights to the house
aren’t on. So typical! It’s dark, and the floodlight on
the driveway must be out as well. I get out of my
car, grab the shitload of work files out of the back
seat, and proceed to slip on the wet, slick driveway,
falling forward.
USA Today
Bestselling Author Jennifer Theriot
from the Great State of Texas. She is a career
woman, working as CFO of a Texas based real
estate investment firm by day and does her writing
at nights and on weekends. In her limited spare
time, Jennifer enjoys being outdoors; preferably
somewhere on a beach curled up with a good book.
Spending time with family and friends, listening to
music, watching a baseball game and enjoying a
good bottle of wine are usually on her to-do lists.
She’s mom to three grown children and ‘MiMi’ to
three (soon to be four) grandkids – all of whom she

RELEASE TOUR- Unwrapping Noel by Jennifer Theriot

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