Jackson Noble Fir Christmas Tree Novels & Stories

He asks if I like it. I look at the tree. It is not perfect. The branches are uneven, the trunk slightly crooked, the top bent to one side. But it is green, alive, fragrant. It fills the room with the smell of forest. I tell him it is fine. He smiles. A small smile, uncertain, hopeful. He says he will get decorations. Lights, ornaments, a star for the top. He will make it beautiful. I tell him he does not need to. He looks at me. He says he wants to. For Eleanor. For her first Christmas.

“Let him make a sacrifice for once.” “But the Christmas tree farm has been in his family for generations!” Autumn says, sounding playfully scandalized. “You can’t ask him to give it up to move to the big city with their expensive coffee and dirty air.” “Christmas is once a year. He can come back to the farm for the holiday season. What does he even do when it’s summer time? No one’s buying Flag Day trees.” Autumn giggles, and it’s such a beautiful sound after seeing her gripped with panic earlier.

From what he had said during one of their meetings at his office, on black Friday, he and her twins would be shopping. He wanted them there to help pick out an engagement ring. They were a great couple. She too had grown up in the club. She had been shielded from the guys in the club. She still ended up with one. It was a fun time. The club girls would decorate the clubhouse, but kids were in charge of decorating the trees. There was a total of six trees that went up in the common areas. Three in the front room, one in the bar, one in the dining hall and one by the offices. There was also the two twelve feet tall evergreens out front. The previous Saturday, the brothers had decorated the com

I nodded and managed a small smile for him. The next morning, when the first rays of the sun cast their light over the snow-covered lawns, I heard a commotion outside. Wrapping a warm robe around me, I padded to the balcony and squinted out. To my surprise, there stood Noah, Logan, and Asher, dragging an enormous Christmas tree into the middle of the packhouse. They were all panting, breaths coming in white clouds, but the wide grins on their faces spoke of their excitement—and a hint of pride.

But the guidance was always limited to Nate’s review times and didn’t include exam days. They have their homeroom Christmas Party on December 20. Nate’s Secret Santa turns out to be Babylee. They gift him a pair of brand-new Nike Air Force 1! When Nate protests about the price, Babylee reassures him that they’re only replica and not original, but they look so legit that nobody can tell otherwise. Babylee explains they’re Triple-A grade and proudly says: “Just let me know if you want more and I’ll hook you up.”

Christian organized a group to find the perfect Christmas tree—him, Marcus, Connor, Diana, and me trekking into the snow-covered forest. “This is actually a respectable pack activity,” Christian admitted, surveying the pine trees. “Because it involves forest skills?” “And teamwork.” “You're just trying to save face about liking Christmas.” “I don't like Christmas. I'm tolerating it for pack morale.” “Sure, Alpha. Whatever you say.” I wanted a giant tree. Christian preferred something “reasonably sized.” We argued while walking through pristine snow. “That one!” I pointed to a massive spruce. “That's twelve feet tall.”

I heard Jared before I saw him and from all the cussing going on, I think the tree was winning the battle. Last year while the guys were helping me clean up back here, we'd found the pine trees and they'd decided that here is where they'd be getting their Xmas trees from now on. I had no problem with that. There were more than enough back there and if it saved them a couple bucks each year, why not? Even Elena had gotten hers here this year and she's the pickiest person I know. One of the guys thought we should sell them for a profit but I had a better idea. Why not give them away?

Looking at my small hand enveloped in his warm one, I felt an unexpected sweetness in my heart. It felt like I had waited for that moment for so long. I suddenly stopped, and Derek patiently waited for me. "What's wrong?" "There is a tree ahead." In front of us was a large tree adorned with red silk ribbons fluttering in the wind. With Christmas approaching, many businesses had decorated it to attract customers. This century-old tree had been preserved, but now it was dressed up for the season. By spending over $1,500 at the mall, one could receive a love knot with their receipt.

If there’s one thing Darren never failed at, it’s causing her heart to beat like a racecar. Luckily, Darren didn’t seem to mind her lack of response and continued, “Also, Eugene asked me to go with him Christmas tree hunting because that tall spruce you have outside and this fir right here,” he used his cup to point at the Fraser tree with its needle-like leaves with white tips and fragrant scent. "Are never enough." The decorations were a variety of ornaments due to the whole family putting in their own decorations. A tradition that they had built for the fourth year now.

"That's a mighty big goddamn tree!" Teddy scratched his dark chin stubble while he looked over the tall pine tree that brushed the roof of the foyer. "You're going to need to cut off a good foot or so though." Rhett took a few steps back to Teddy and crossed his arms as he proudly took in the tree he picked out. "No way, that things perfect. I told Gretchen I'd get her a tree she wouldn't even believe. Look at it. It's like the king of all the Christmas trees. It took nearly every soldier to drag that thing in here and get it in place."