Jackson Noble Fir Christmas Tree Novels & Stories

Lifting his hand from my eyes, I open them and see the most glorious sight. "Oh my gosh Austin. I love it!" I scream jumping up and down taking in the giant Christmas tree before me. It's the biggest tree I have ever seen, littered with silver and gold bulbs, ornaments and white blinking lights. There are at least one hundred presents under the enormous thing and beside them is the best gift I have ever received. "Mommy, mommy, you see it?" Mason says jumping up and down, pointing up as if I hadn't noticed the fifteen foot tree in front of me.

“Why?" “I’m just…,” I hesitated. "If you're not ready I can cancel it,” he suggested. "No,” I shook my head. "That'll be rude.” "Of course not, I'll just tell her you had urgent things to attend to at the office.” “No, I insist," I said, firmly. He searched my face for a moment, then nodded. We arrived at Grandma Rose’s place and I was awed. The clean and serene environment was a cure to the soul. The birds chirped away on the huge oak trees that provided cool shades to everyone, the pools were clean, big, and inviting.

Sitting here eating, it feels weird without Marcus and his jokes, something I may have to get used to. “What do you want to do before work?” Jackson’s question has me thinking. What should we do? It is just me, him and the girls. “Decorate. I mean, it’s nearly Christmas and it doesn’t look like it.” It’s not a bad idea and considering it’s now less than two weeks till the big day, we should have a tree up at least. “Well, we need a tree. I prefer real ones, so that’s something we need to order. We can either go to a place or order online and have it delivered tomorrow?” His question has an easy answer.

Jacques was surprised to see the number of pickup trucks lined up in the road. Noticing Jeremy's car, they all gave way to him. She oddly felt proud, although she knew this respect was for Jeremy. He's the King, alright? She didn't think that many would volunteer for this when today is Black Friday and was impressed. Rather than shopping for Christmas, they preferred to help every kid have a Christmas tree in their home? "That's a lot of volunteers," Jacques said.

Nicola Taylor “What about that tree?” I asked, pointing at a medium-sized one that looked just about perfect for the house. We were Christmas shopping for Arabella, and I was a little too excited to make this perfect for her. Cole, however, was as grumpy as a grinch. “Nope, she likes a very big tree. I was talking to her in the morning and she told me to get her the biggest and the prettiest tree.” He wrapped his arm around my waist, gently steering me through the crowded tree lot like I was the one who needed guidance.

Years and years of memories came flooding back, along with the tears she couldn't control. The heavy banging on the back door jarred her out of her misery. She wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater and went to open the door. A huge evergreen filled the doorway, blocking everything else out. What on earth? "Is there someone behind there?" she asked. A hand separated branches and Zach's face peeked out at her. "I got this yesterday at Merriman's Tree Farm," he told her. "I've had it in a bucket out in the barn until you got here. I know how important Christmas is to you and I figured without your folks this year, well..."

"Especially when I usually bake for thirty-six." "But you're so good at it," Carter said. "I'd like a tall tree to put by the fireplace here, and I have a fake three-foot skinny one for at the shop. We need to buy all the decorations for both of them, so, to cut down on costs I think we have to go hunting in the woods for the tree. What about you?" "I agree on everything, but we need to get it in the next day or so. There's a storm coming and it's bringing at least six inches of snow."

Flickering electric candles glowed in every window, pine greenery graced the mantel of the big flat stone fireplace, and garland wrapped in white lights ran along the railing of the walkway on the second floor. The tree was a massive white pine culled from a local grower, since no pine trees called Kansas their native home. Multicolored lights shimmered among the green needles, but no ornaments hung from the boughs. Theresa Walker had boxes of white bulbs that she'd always decorated the tree with, but after the brothers discussed it, they'd all agreed with Marliss that those could stay in the basement storage room this year. Killian and Lexie, Rogue and Kit, Jackson and Rori, and Dylan, Zoe

The silhouette noticed that the storm clouds were gone. Something fell across Reggie’s vision in gentle, downward swirls. “I can’t believe it,” she said, blinking. Snow. She turned from the window and surveyed the living room. The tree decorated with stars and tinsel. It wasn’t the plastic tree she usually put out every year. It was a Fraser Fir. At its peak, a crooked angel flanked by two plastic Santas, their faces no longer bent inwards. Their eyes were wide though, and donned eternal smiles.

Christmas was just another day without someone to share it with after all. Leo seemed determined to make it a holiday to remember. He baked cookies and cakes to donate to the food bank and also for Amber to gorge herself on. They decorated the loft with lights and tinsel and garlands and real pine wreaths. But the pinnacle was the largest fucking indoor Christmas tree Amberleigh had ever laid eyes on. He had to get help from several workers at the Christmas tree lot just to get the thing up. They had to use fucking ladders just to decorate it.