Status Updates From The Christmas Cradle (The C...

THE END

Well, that happened. It was totally BSC, but it happened.

Review to come.

Of course she hasn't had sex with anyone one but him and she's been celibate for eight years. And he, of course has not been celibate. Disgusting. Why do we put these disgusting, unhealthy burdens on women? It's super-gross.

Secondly, I'm very angry he's having sex with her. I don't think she should ever allow him to touch her again. He's trash.

This guy is not only a huge asshole, but he's very, very stupid. Deeply stupid. It's a bad and dangerous combination.

I'm not really big on her behavior being 'monster tendencies' making it seem like her monster parents. And making it seem like her monster-parents horrifying actions 'normal' and 'understandable' which they definitely were not. Bad form on Warren's part.

You're such an asshole. HOW can you be like this. HOW. I just don't understand.

UGH this guy is such a FUCKING ASSHOLE I can't stand it!!!!!!!

"I really loved you."

"You were seventeen years old. You knew nothing about love. I was the first man you'd ever slept with."

How dare you say that to her. You fucking piece of trash.

He had never been more aware of the differences in their two worlds than he was today. She was imported wine and vacations on the Riviera. He was beer and a drive to the lake.

You think THAT'S the problem?! How about the problem that you are an unimaginable asshole?! Huh??! What about THAT problem, fucker?!

I don't think a seven-year-old would be able to understand such a BSC story.

YOU'RE judging HER?! YOU'RE judging HER?!?!!? You fucking piece of shit. Go fuck yourself.

This guy is SUCH an asshole. I've been trying hard to give him the benefit of the doubt, but I'm done. He's tried the last of my patience.

She just tells everyone she meets her tragic story. Also, I think Hazel might be a spy.

She and Cari talked for a while, and Marisa told her where she was living, since it seemed her parents weren't going to bother Cari anymore.

You're stupid.

This book is VERY DRAMATIC. If you like your books VERY DRAMATIC, this might be for you.

...her father was not going to be happy she wasn't there. He'd been trying for the past few months to arrange a date between her and Adam. She had stoically refused. She was not attracted to Adam. He didn't wear cowboy boots or a Stetson hat or have green eyes. Every man she met she compared to Colter, and they all came up short. She'd never admitted that to herself before. She hadn't moved on at all. She continue

Sitting there, miserable, she felt her life become as clear as the chill in her bones. She'd believed she'd grown stronger and more confident, but in reality she hadn't. That was why she was so dissatisfied with her work. She'd traded living with her mother for living with her father, and he was just as domineering and controlling. Yet she clung to that security. Why? At almost twenty-six, she should be making a

"Marisa, I thought I made this clear, but evidently you didn't understand. I'm not interested in anything you have to say. We had a brief time together. It was over years ago. Nothing you say can change a thing, and I don't care about your excuses anymore. It just doesn't matter."

OKAY. If someone shows up from your past, and says they have something IMPORTANT that they HAVE to tell you, FUCKING listen to the

God, he hated shopping. That was part of being a parent, though. He did a lot of things he didn't really enjoy. Like having a multitude of little girls over for a slumber party and listening to the giggle all night, not to mention listening to music that could easily break the sound barrier. But when his daughter put her arms around his neck and said, "You're the best daddy in the whole world," it was all worth it

WHAT?!?!!? He's the father of her dead son?!?!!?!!!? WHAT?!!?!?!?

I gasped audibly. Still unsure about what's going on.

He had the most unusual green eyes. They were a light green, the color of grapes in summer. She remembered that first stirring of desire she'd experienced gazing into those eyes, and she'd known he would be far more stimulating than any nectar grapes could produce.

o.O

And he was. He was a true-blue Texas cowboy, with a brooding look that could make a young girl's heart flutter. He was handsome, exciting,

No matter what happened in his life, this child would always be the center of it, and he would do everything in his power to ensure her happiness.

And that meant he couldn't tell her the truth about her mother.

She was seven now, a mother was all she ever thought about. Instead of enjoying her childhood, Ellie spent her time thinking of ways to get a mother; she'd landed him in a few embarrassing situations by asking women out to the ranch.

He didn't have the heart to tell her he'd never fall in love again and that she'd never have the mother she wanted. Life was cruel and love was painful, but he wouldn't tell his

Dear Santa,

I've been real good this year, but could you please send Daddy and me a mommy for Christmas? Someone who's nice and pretty and likes dogs and horses. That's all I want for Christmas.

Love,
Ellie Kincaid.

Shoot me now.