Author: Joe Broadmeadow
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The Last Christmas (The Whole Story)
Continue Reading →For your Christmas reading pleasure, here is the entire story of the Last Christmas. For those of you who have followed along on this little adventure of mine, thank you. For those of you who may have thought you didn’t…
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The Last Christmas Part XV: The Spirit of Christmas
Continue Reading →The two days flew by as Chrissy and Joe finished the items on the list. Sometimes, Joe would stop and listen. He’d walk to the door hoping to hear the wolf’s cry and see him bounding from the woods. But…
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The Last Christmas Part XIV: The Things that Matter
Continue Reading →The storm grew in intensity as the temperature became bone-chilling. Snuggled between the wolf’s fur and the blanket, Joe didn’t feel the cold. But he knew it was frigid and he was worried about Chrissy. The jacket she was wearing…
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The Last Christmas Part XIII: The Rescue Mission and a Little Unexpected Help
Continue Reading →Dashing into the house, panting and out of breath, Joe ran to his room. His mother’s voice chased him down the hallway. “Will the two adventurers be home for lunch?” “Dunno, Ma. I hope so.” He yelled back. “You hope…
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The Last Christmas Part XII: How Can a Barn Disappear?
Continue Reading →Laughing and joking as they ran along the path, Chrissy beat Joe to the edge of the field. They both stopped dead in their tracks. The barn was gone. “Joe, the barn. It’s gone.” “Like my grandfather always said, you…
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The Last Christmas Part XI Hold Fast to Your Memories
Continue Reading →Joe and Chrissy walked out of class at Ashton School and headed to lunch Just before they got to the lunchroom, Ms. Geddes, the principal, came over to them. “Joe, go get your coat. Your mother is on her way…
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The Last Christmas Part X: Flight School
Continue Reading →“We’re gonna what?” Chrissy said, as they admired the finished sleigh. “Take it for a ride.” Joe slapped her on the back, then walked to the front of the sled. The elves were lining up the reindeer, hoisting the harnesses…
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The Last Christmas Part IX: Facing Doubt
Continue Reading →“Grandpa!” Joe yelled as he saw the old man sitting on the couch. “You’re home!” He ran to him, wrapping him in a hug. “You have a talent for stating the obvious, Joe.” The old man smiled. “Huh?” “Never mind.…
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The Last Christmas Part VIII: Doubt Comes to Visit
Continue Reading →“Do you want to tell me how we’re gonna get past an army of pine trees?” Chrissy asked as they walked along the bike path. “In case you forgot I had to save you from them last time.” “I know,…