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♪ Dashing through the snow ♪

♪ On a one-horse open sleigh ♪

♪ O'er the fields we go laughing all the way ♪

♪ Bells on bobtails ring ♪

♪ Making spirits bright ♪

♪ What fun it is to laugh and sing ♪

♪ A sleighing song tonight ♪

♪ Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh ♪

Marie, my agent/editor, did you enjoy the meal?

Oh, so delicious, Chef Marcel.

Thank you so much for the VIP treatment.

Thank you for making my cookbook a bestseller.

Look. We are featured on Epicurious.

Oh, amazing. Bravo.

I will send over coffee and dessert.

You will love it.

Merry Christmas. Thank you.

Well, you certainly made his Christmas wish come true.

One of the perks of being an editor for nonfiction.

You get to eat at New York City's hottest pop-up. Cheers.

Here I thought you were buttering me up

so you could bail on my Christmas party.

Once upon a time, you were the Christmas queen.

Do you remember that one year

you made the doorman cry?

I think he had allergies.

You made him his late mother's Christmas strudel.

He was full-on bawling.

My point is, you loved Christmas

and you made it magical for everyone.

Uh, the last Christmas I tried to make magical,

I foolishly assumed that the love of my life

was proposing to me, and then he broke my heart.

So, I learnt the hard way.

Magic only exists in fairy tales; not in real life.

Clark was four years ago.

I think it's time

you put a little Christmas magic back into your life.

Are you conspiring with my mother?

What?

She's been texting me all day. Look at this.

Every Christmas tree lot in the entire city.

Well, maybe you should get a tree.

It might restore your faith in Christmas.

Hmm. I had faith that nonfiction was temporary.

A few months, tops.

And here I am, two years later

with a successful Christmas cookbook.

I have a hard time thinking that Henry will ever let me

be in charge of fiction again.

Fiction is your forte,

and deep down, Henry knows that, too.

You found the great J.P. Presley.

It's your passion.

Yeah. Well, my passion is running on empty.

You have to chase a dream, right?

Yeah, but...

Well, now is your chance. Behind you.

Andi and Marie, huh? Hi.

Isn't this place fantastic?

Cookbook is a success. Sales are soaring.

Don't you just love Christmas?

Oh, we do.

In fact, Marie was just telling me

about a great new idea she has.

Uh, it's just a strategic idea for next quarter,

but we can talk about it tomorrow. Okay, great.

We'll have a meeting in the morning.

Have a wonderful evening, ladies.

Thank you.

Could you have been any more vague?

I need time to prepare and besides,

I feel like I'm setting myself up for disappointment.

Ask him by Christmas. That gives you two weeks

to muster up the courage.

And then, you can buy a tree.

Think of it

like a giant air freshener.

Peace on Earth, aromatherapy.

Here you are. It's a sign.

And for you. Enjoy.

Thank you. Thanks.

Henry, as you know,

I have put my heart and soul into this company,

and I love writing

more than anything,

and I want to be put back onto fiction.

I feel like that is

my strong suit, and...

Already getting gifts?

Santa must like you.

Oh. Santa is my mom.

Cool. No, not literally.

Like, she sent me presents.

How long have you been standing here?

Not long. I'm Nate.

Marie.

I've seen you around,

so it's nice to finally put a name to the face.

Nice to meet you.

This is my first Christmas in New York.

You from here?

Uh, yeah. Albany.

My parents still live there.

Yeah, I'm from Florida.

See, my town decorates palm trees instead of pine trees.

Well, there's practically

a Christmas tree on every corner here.

Welcome to New York.

I was hoping for more blankets of snow and slush.

I've always wanted a white Christmas.

Every year, I would ask Santa for snow,

but the closest I ever got was one of those

Snoopy sno-cone makers.

What about you?

What do you want?

What do I want?

For Christmas.

Honestly, if I could have my neighbour turn down

that corny Christmas music,

I would be really grateful.

And do you know your neighbours?

Not really. It's a big building.

That's one thing I miss about small towns.

You know, I consider Sinatra

to be classy and classic, not corny.

You must have some pretty high standards.

I'm sorry. I just, um...

The walls are thin, and I...

Not a fan of Christmas music?

I mean, it just all starts sounding the same.

Maybe switch it up a little,

with a song from this decade?

Well, if you have any more special requests,

you can just put them on my door.

Okay.

Hi, Sammy.

Oh, I missed you, buddy.

I owe you a treat.

Come here.

Good boy.

Here you go.

Ugh. Seriously?

Oh, hi, honey.

Hi, Mom. Can you see me?

I can. You can stop waving.

Oh, good. Did you get the mail?

I did, yeah. Thanks for the early Christmas gift.

Open it.

Shouldn't I wait for Christmas?

No, no, no. This is important.

Okay. I'm going to put you down for a sec, all right?

Okay, honey.

All right.

She's going to open it now. Okay.

She looks nice. I think she was out.

Oh.

Fingers crossed she was on a date.

Not a date. Sorry to disappoint.

Oh. Uh, your father was just asking...

That's what I thought.

Did you open it?

This is why you wanted me to get a tree?

To hang one ornament?

Read the note.

Okay.

"An angel from Christmas past.

Hang her high to receive the magic that she casts."

That's Aurora, remember?

When you were young, you always made sure

she was the first decoration

on the tree.

You swore she was the other one who could cast Christmas magic.

Yeah. That's because I imagined that

she was responsible for the northern lights.

Oh, you were always so creative.

Oh, come on, honey. Don't ruin the fun.

Give her a chance.

Do it because you love your mother.

And father.

Yeah. For us.

Okay, fine.

I'll put her up on the shelf.

Okay. That's fine for now.

Oh, honey? I've got to go.

It's a Wonderful Life is starting.

I love you.

All right. I love you.

Bye-bye. Okay. Bye.

Bye. Okay.

So, what do you think?

I mean, she'll never stop nagging us

if we don't put her up somewhere.

She is beautiful.

Okay, Aurora.

If you still have some magic left in you,

how about convincing Henry for that transfer?

Oh, and could you send me a sign that happy endings still exist,

not just in fairy tales, but in real life, too?

And if you could help me with that,

that would be great.

Come on. Let's go. Good night.

Night-night.

Oh. Hey, Marie.

I was just going to drop this at your door.

It says "fragile." Not much room in the box.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

We'll see about that.

Oh.

Thank you.

These numbers are fantastic.

We actually went up in hardback sales,

which is a miracle in this e-book age.

Thank you.

I included a note area

and page markers in the cookbook.

Purists love it.

That's why you're our best.

I owe you one.

Henry, I've been thinking, and, um...

I want out of nonfiction.

Come again?

The last two years, I've worked really hard

to relaunch the nonfiction department.

The numbers show that I've succeeded.

But finding great stories and developing brilliant authors,

that is what my passion is.

J.P. Presley's book is still in the top sellers,

and I championed him when everybody else passed.

I need a challenge, and that's not happening

with books like

Better Business with Bickwin.

Well? Did you ask?

He said yes. That's great!

Under one condition... I'm the story editor

for our next nonfictional book, not the department.

I mean, he agrees I'm a valuable team player

and he supports me, but I can't abandon nonfiction.

Not yet. I've got to prove myself, again.

One book today,

the department tomorrow.

What's important is that you're moving in the right direction.

I'm so proud of you.

Yeah.

It's like something pushed me.

What?

Nothing. Nothing.

You're right. Let's go celebrate.

Do you want to go grab lunch?

Oh, I wish I could.

We're partnering with St. Ambrose

in their toy drive this winter.

So, I have to go take pictures in the pediatric ward

for the press release.

Okay.

Christmas presents?

I know. It's courtesy of my mother.

Well, it's definitely not a Christmas tree.

What does Linda have in store for you

to bring you back into the Christmas spirit?

I don't know.

It's definitely festive.

Kind of weird.

"Remember when Santa didn't miss us despite your broken wrist?

"Thanks to a pinch of Christmas cheer,

we happily celebrated another year."

So, when I was a little girl,

my cousin and I were playing

out in the snow on Christmas Eve,

and I slipped and broke my wrist.

And I spent the entire night in the ER,

and we were so scared

that Santa would forget about us

and not come to our home

because we weren't in our bed.

The nurses made me this.

They said if you sprinkled some Christmas cheer

and hung the ornament on the tree,

that Santa would remember to come back

and deliver our gifts.

That was a long time ago.

It's like a prescription for Christmas magic.

Yeah. Something silly like that.

Wait. This is a sign.

Hear me out.

I'm going to the hospital. You should come with.

And sit in the ER?

It's not enough talking about

my Christmas past; you want me to relive it?

No. Visit the pediatric ward with me.

We're coordinating the toy drive.

You've been in the kids' shoes before.

Maybe your story will give them some hope

that Santa Claus always remembers a Christmas wish.

Well, when you put it like that...

For the record,

I'm only going for the kids.

Proof that Santa always delivers.

Right this way, ladies.

Thank you.

And feel free to take all the photos you need.

Great. Thanks. Sure.

Do you mind if I take a look inside?

Be my guest.

Hey.

What are you reading?

A Wrinkle in Time.

Oh. That's one of my favourites. Mine, too.

I've read it four times.

Four? Wow. You really are a fan.

I love to read. It helps me forget about things.

I love to read, too.

Hi. I'm Marie.

Skylar.

What's that on your hands?

Oh.

It's a little Christmas cheer

from my ornament.

See?

You know Santa?

Uh, yeah. Sort of.

If I told you my Christmas wish,

could you make sure Santa gets it?

I'd do it myself,

but it's not easy getting around.

Well, when do you get to go home?

Not sure.

I tore my leg pretty bad in gymnastics.

What do you want for Christmas?

I wish I had more books.

Done.

I will deliver the message myself.

Could you ask Santa if he could get me a race car?

Uh, sure.

Are there any other Christmas wishes?

Oh.

Hey. Where'd you disappear to?

I was just chatting with some kids.

Hmm.

I have an idea. What if we made ornaments

with the kids' pictures on them

and wrote their Christmas wishes on the back?

That's a great idea.

Then we could hang them on the company's Christmas tree,

and the staff will know exactly what to donate.

We can call it the giving tree.

You have perfected the toy drive.

What, did the kids spark

a little Christmas magic in you?

I just don't want them to miss out

'cause they're in the hospital, that's all.

And besides, we are conducting a toy drive.

We might as well give them exactly what they want, right?

Right.

Listen. I need to take some more pictures.

Can you keep writing down wishes for Santa?

Yep.

Although you might need a notepad.

Yeah.

Excuse me?

♪ Join in the carols ♪

Well, hello, neighbour.

Hi.

Sorry, but I have control over the music here.

I deserve that.

What are you doing at our hospital?

You just come here to yell, "Bah, humbug"?

Hmm. Good one.

No. Actually, I came here to bring gifts.

I work at Lionsrun Publishing.

So, you're coordinating the toy drive?

Oh, wow.

I can hardly notice the shock in your eyes.

I'm actually making a list for Santa,

a list that's a little too long for this piece of paper.

Allow me.

Here.

Perfect. Thanks.

Uh, I noticed that the bookshelves

in the rec room are a little sparse.

Yeah. I've put in some requests for more books,

but they just don't seem to have it in the budget.

Got all the pictures for the ornaments.

Oh, am I interrupting?

No. I was just chatting with my neighbour, Nate.

He lives down the hall.

Oh, hi. I'm Andi.

Hey. Did you just move in?

No. I moved here six months ago.

I came here for work. Oh.

Wait. Six months ago? How have we never met?

Yeah. You should probably look up from your phone

every now and then.

So, you're making ornaments?

Each ornament will have a picture on the front

and a wish list on the back. Marie's idea.

Show him your ornament.

Come on.

Oh.

This is cute.

Her mom is sending her ornaments from Christmas past

to, uh, get her back into the holiday spirit

and hopefully get a tree.

What, you don't have a tree? No.

Not yet. No.

It's Christmas. How can you not have a tree?

See? He gets it.

Okay, you know that complex across our street?

They just put up a massive tree,

and the lights glare through my window.

So, I see Christmas every time I look up. I'm good.

Point made. Not a fan of the holiday.

Someone must have really rained on

your Christmas parade, huh?

Blue team to ICU, please.

Uh, that's me, so I should get going.

Bye.

Come on. Don't hold it against him.

He didn't know. He seems really sweet.

You should get to know him better.

No. I can't date a neighbour.

Besides, if it didn't work out,

how awkward would it be around the mailbox?

Or even worse, the elevator? I would have to move.

Love is worth the risk.

Not when you're in rent control.

Besides, he's a bit too idealistic for me.

Exactly.

No.

Okay.

Hey. I was going to leave you a note.

Look. I'm really sorry if I offended you earlier.

You bought me a tree?

Peace offering.

And I read in a medical journal

that ornaments filled with Christmas cheer

need pine branches to work.

Well, a wreath would have been a lot more practical.

Yeah, but there's no fun in practical.

So, I suppose I have to keep this?

Yes, ma'am.

Okay.

Well, my mother is going to be thrilled.

Good, but I hope it brings you

a little Christmas magic as well.

Well, thank you.

I can...

No, I'm good. Got it.

Good night.

Good night.

Sammy, Sammy.

No, that's not for you.

Okay.

Fine.

Oh, my Mom will kill me if I break this.

Here we go.

Don't worry.

It's not going to be like the monstrosity across the street.

Ugh.

Those lights.

It's fine. It's only going to be for a few weeks.

Another package.

Thanks.

"Dad would read poems by the fire,

"and hope and dreams he would inspire.

"Remember your favourite quote by Emily,

and always dwell in possibility."

Oh! So sweet.

My dad gave me that ornament

when I was in college.

Emily Dickinson is still my favourite.

Mom is really going for it, huh?

Well, you have to admit,

she's really tugging at those heartstrings.

I'm getting a little emotional here.

I apologize if I'm interrupting, but I was in the neighbourhood.

Are you kidding? Come in.

Ah. Oh!

It's so nice to see you, J.P.

Yes.

Uh, I'll leave so you two can catch up.

Oh, I didn't mean to run you off.

No, no, no. I have office manager duties

of planning the Lionsrun Christmas party.

Oh, good. I am coming this year.

Amazing.

That's fantastic. We'll see you there.

Okay, bye.

Sit. Come in.

So, are you in the city for Christmas?

Ah, yes, yes.

LA feels like summer,

and I prefer snow at Christmas.

And nobody celebrates like New York,

and my wife loves the shopping.

Okay. Here's some news.

I'm officially moving back to fiction.

I mean, it's still in the process.

It's one book at a time, but...

That is wonderful.

So, for my next book, you'll be my editor?

Well, you have to finish it first.

Well, what can I say?

The TV show keeps me busy.

Well, you can't forget your literary roots.

Never, never.

But I have been thinking, you know,

about different ideas, new directions.

Anything you want to share?

Maybe later.

Ah, I see.

So, you haven't given up on Christmas?

It's my mother's attempt at pulling me back in.

She keeps sending me these ornaments.

It's like a journey down memory lane.

That's good.

Memories build the bridge between our minds and heart,

and they should be preserved like treasured keepsakes.

That's good.

You need to remember that for your next book.

You loved Christmas.

Marie, why do you keep turning your back on it?

I mean, you know why.

The NYU fellow?

The one whose podcast you forbid me to go on?

Unfortunately, Christmas spirit

can't heal a broken heart.

And besides, I find it so much easier

to not get caught up in Christmas drama.

I just can't get past how he made me feel.

You must let go.

Use that energy for something positive.

I don't think that's possible.

"The possible's slow fuse is lit

by the imagination."

Emily Dickinson.

I mean, it looks kind of weird without the lights,

but baby steps, right?

Hi, honey.

Hi, Mom.

Did you get the packages?

I did, yes.

You really don't have to keep sending these things.

So, when are you going to get a tree?

Oh! Oh, you already did.

Alex, come and see the tree.

I can't see anything.

Okay. Hold on.

Can you see it?

Oh.

Why is it so bare?

Because I have, like, three ornaments.

Didn't you get the box?

What box?

Alex, where did you send the box?

To her apartment.

Honey, obviously it's not there.

You had one job.

I mean, I wrote the address perfectly.

Okay. I got to go. Mom, why don't you call me?

Actually, no. You know what? Text me when you find it, okay?

All right.

Love you. Bye.

Delivery man got the wrong apartment.

I hope you don't mind, but I signed for it.

I figured it'd just be easier

if I brought it over myself.

You just saved my father an earful from my mom.

Always happy to be the hero.

I suspect that that is more ornaments?

Hero and detective. You're just a jack of all trades.

Yeah. You know, you kind of have to be in my line of work.

How's the, uh, tree?

It's good.

Do you want to come in and see it?

Sure.

Who's this little buddy?

Oh, that's Sam. I call him Sammy.

My dog growing up, his name was Sam.

Really?

Yeah. All the best friends are. Just ask Frodo Baggins.

You read fantasy novels?

Not so much of a big reader, but I love movies and shows.

You know, put on a Lord of the Rings marathon

and a big tub of popcorn. I'm all in.

Did I interrupt your decorating?

Uh, no. I'm actually done.

All right.

Well, maybe this will add something.

All right. Let's see what we have in here.

"A Christmas Carol was your first favourite book.

You loved it so much, you read it in June."

That is my favourite book, too.

I thought you just said you weren't much of a reader.

No, but my grandfather would read us A Christmas Carol

every year.

I loved it. Tiny Tim was my favourite.

He actually inspired me to pursue medicine

to help people.

Listen. I've got extra lights and garland at my place.

If you want, I can help you decorate.

Right now?

Yeah, sure. Why not?

Believe me, decorating solo is not as much fun as it seems.

Come on.

Okay.

Ha.

♪ O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree ♪

♪ Your leaves are so unchanging ♪

♪ O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree ♪

♪ Your leaves are so unchanging ♪

♪ Not only green when summer is here ♪

♪ But also winter's cold and drear ♪

♪ O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree ♪

♪ Your leaves are so unchanging ♪

Oh. We almost forgot.

Here.

Oh.

Well, you should hang Tiny Tim because he's your favourite.

You want to know a secret?

Sure.

At the end of A Christmas Carol,

my grandfather would always let me say

Tiny Tim's famous line.

Even if my cousins begged, he'd always give it to me.

That's my favourite Christmas memory.

Well, go on. Say it.

Uh, now?

Yeah.

No, no, no. Sorry. My performing days, they're past.

Come on.

No. What about you?

Any Christmas secrets?

No.

Uh, that tree

I'm still not sure how I feel about it.

Have you always been a self-proclaimed Scrooge?

No. I used to really get into the holiday.

Okay. So, what happened?

I don't know.

I guess I lost my Christmas spirit.

Bad breakup?

Look. We've all been there.

Maybe not at Christmas, but, you know, you move on.

Can't let it spoil an entire season.

Coming from the man who obviously

has never had his heart broken.

Ha. Yeah, I have.

With my last serious girlfriend back in Florida, actually.

I don't blame her, though.

I dove into my career and I didn't really leave time

for anything else. Who wants an absentee boyfriend?

Is that why you moved to New York?

Partially. St. Ambrose leads the nation in pediatrics,

so I jumped at the opportunity.

So, your career won again.

No. No, because I promised myself

that if I made the move, I would make my life more balanced.

Try new things. Have more fun.

Say yes to something other than a double shift.

Yeah? Well, how's that going for you?

I'm still working out the details.

Breakups aren't easy.

They hurt.

But you can't use pain as a shield for your entire life,

because then you end up blocking everything that's good.

I should probably get going.

Right.

Today was fun.

Yeah, it was.

Thank you for the decorations.

Yeah.

Could I treat you to coffee, or maybe some new music?

How about ice-skating?

I haven't been since I was a kid.

There's a rink two blocks from here.

Would you want to?

Full warning, there might be Christmas music there.

Well, that's normally a deal-breaker,

but I think I can make an exception.

I will knock at around 6:00.

Okay.

Hey, what are you doing?

Stop. What are you doing?

"Your father took me for pancakes on our first date,

"first kissed me on ice skates

"and proposed to me at the lighthouse.

Love can find you anywhere."

It's not a "date" date.

We're just going ice-skating.

Ooh, hey, Marie.

Another package.

Thanks.

Oh, and, um, Merry Christmas.

Right back at you.

Huh.

Merry Christmas.

"From our summer vacations in the sun and sand

"you'd look for buried treasure in the land.

But the greatest treasure is always carried in your heart."

Well, if this is really Christmas magic,

do you think we'll find a buried treasure?

I hope so.

Ah, these are perfect.

I can't get all the ornaments up

because people keep trying to sneak peeks.

I think there's something happening

with those ornaments.

Like what?

Like, something magical.

Well, it's Christmas. It makes everyone feel magical.

No. This is different.

First, the pill container and the hospital.

Then yesterday, J.P. quoted Emily Dickinson,

and this last one?

I get an ice-skate ornament and last night,

Nate asked me to go ice-skating. Well, you going to go?

Well, I mean, it would be rude if I didn't.

He got me a tree.

It's not a date.

It's neighbours hanging out in the neighbourhood.

Okay. My point is, is this just one big coincidence?

No. It's serendipity. It's fate.

Embrace it.

Did you get an ornament today?

I got a treasure chest.

I doubt I'm going to find buried treasure underneath the tree.

Well, keep an open mind. Anything is possible.

Hello, Marie? Hi. How are you?

Hi. I'm well. I'm excellent, actually,

because I'm holding The Christmas Treasure Adventure

in my hands right now.

Do you like it?

I told you I had some new ideas. I love it.

It's such a sweet story,

and so serendipitous.

Well, it is my Christmas present to you.

Now, I know it's a totally different genre,

but I trust that you will know what to do with it.

Thank you.

I promise you I won't let you down.

You never do.

Talk to you soon.

Bye.

Okay. Bye.

Hey. I was just about to call you.

Good news.

This is J.P. Presley's next bestseller.

What better way for me to step back into the fiction world,

right?

Yeah. Well, I appreciate that J.P. brought us

his latest passion project,

but we've moved away from children's publishing.

Well, do you think we could make an exception?

I promise you, I am willing to put in the work.

Yeah. It's not about the work.

The numbers just don't add up for us.

Don't worry. I've got your fiction author.

He's an English professor at NYU.

This is his first novel, but he has published

quite a few short stories, so he's not a novice.

But he has a wildly popular podcast

that my daughter and her friends absolutely love.

Oh. So, he already has a built-in audience.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. He has celebrity status.

Hence the bidding war.

What's his name?

Well, there he is right now. Go on. I'll introduce you.

Clark Hausman.

Henry.

How are you? Good.

Hello.

So, you'd think a massive structure

like Machu Picchu would stand out.

Our tour guide takes a wrong turn

and suddenly, we're totally lost in the Andes.

No.

I'm starting to see spiders the size of cats.

And I'm thinking, I don't want to go out like this.

So, I pull out my compass from my Boy Scout days

and within 10 minutes,

we're right in front of the city gates.

Our tour guide was so happy he offered me his best llama.

Too bad I couldn't get it through security.

Well, that was a really great story.

Did your trip give you any inspiration for your novel?

Uh, no, no.

But maybe for the next one, huh?

Clark has promised that his novel is inspired

by his personal endeavours, similar to his podcasts.

Well, as much as I have enjoyed your adventures

and your little zip-lining videos,

I'm really curious about your book.

Like, what's it about?

Love.

Love?

Do you care to elaborate?

Um, I thought this was a meet-and-greet.

I didn't really prepare a pitch or anything.

Oh, that's okay. No worries, no worries.

I mean, you're obviously a gifted storyteller,

so Marie will set up a follow-up meeting.

Only if you bring pages, and by that, I mean chapters,

not transcripts of your podcasts.

This is what I love about Marie... Her tenacity.

A go-getter. I like to be pushed.

Well, I've envisioned pushing you in many ways, Clark.

Probably off a cliff. Am I right?

Uh-huh.

Um, have you two met?

Uh...

College sweethearts, and then some.

And obviously, not anymore.

Is this going to, uh, complicate the novel?

No, no. That was four years ago,

before I came to Lionsrun.

The past is the past.

See you soon. Henry? Great seeing you.

You, too, man.

See you in a couple of weeks. Absolutely.

Okay. Bye.

Did I just see...

Clark. Yeah.

Apparently, my road back to fiction

is on the Hausman Express.

So, how does he just sneak back into your life?

I feel like there should have been a sign or something.

There were. I did this.

How?

The ornaments. I told you there's magic to them.

Today, I got a treasure chest.

Uh-huh?

J.P. sends me his book.

It's called A Christmas Treasure Adventure.

So, how does Clark just magically appear in your life?

My mom sent me this lighthouse ornament.

My father proposed to her at one in Maine.

It's always been our family's favourite vacation spot.

And?

And? And it was always this symbol of love.

Clark and I spent our last Christmas there together.

I was insistent, he was hesitant,

and that's where he...

Broke your heart.

Oh, I knew it! I shouldn't have hung it on the tree.

Okay. Let's look at the signs.

So, you got the lighthouse and the ice-skate ornaments

at the same time, right?

And the pancakes.

Do you have a connection to pancakes?

I mean, it was my parents' first date.

The lighthouse is a sign that true love exists,

and the ice-skates are gliding in Nate as your true love.

Okay, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves.

Okay. Stay focused on the positive.

It can mean something else.

Maybe it's a metaphor, uh, to light your way.

Or maybe it's a foghorn trying to warn me.

The lighthouse,

it's special to your family, right?

Since it's a special memory, let's try and assume

that it's guiding you in the right direction.

We did have amazing family vacations there.

See? That's all that matters.

Come here.

♪ We've hung the ornaments ♪

♪ With care ♪

♪ It's Christmastime, my dear ♪

You good?

Yeah.

All right. Let's just take this slow.

It's been a long time since I've done this.

You're going to be fine.

It's just like riding a bike.

You good?

Yeah, yeah.

I just need to channel my inner 12-year-old.

I got this.

You just got to stay centred.

I got this. Good.

Oh, no. No, no, no. What?

I forgot how to turn!

Oh, my God, no.

You okay? Yep.

It's okay. Not a lot of people saw that.

Oop! Whoa!

Okay.

Okay? My hero.

Hardly. I just saved you from so much embarrassment.

Yeah, well, that still counts.

Okay. Just... Yeah. Hold my hand.

We can take it slow. Here.

Just right, left, right. You're doing so good.

You're doing so much better.

Yes.

Woo!

Okay.

Huh? What do you think of that?

Uh, a six?

Six?

I mean, your pivot could be a little tighter.

Okay, but if I get a seven on this one,

we go out to dinner.

Well, if you get an eight,

I'll let you choose the restaurant. Whoa. Okay.

Whoa!

What do you give that?

Where do you want to eat?

All right.

So? What do you think?

It's very classic.

So, what's good?

Cheeseburgers,

but I'm a breakfast-for-dinner kind of guy,

so I'll be having Santa's flapjacks

with eggnog syrup.

Pancakes?

Too much Christmas for you?

I'll have Santa's flapjacks, please.

Marie?

Ah, what the heck. I'll have the same.

Okay.

So, why nursing?

Well, I planned on being a doctor,

and I passed my MCATs and I was ready for med school,

and then my grandfather got sick.

Cancer.

I'm sorry.

It was a battle.

I stayed with him every day through his treatment,

and as much as I appreciate everything that the doctors did,

it was really the nurses that gave him...

Us the strength to keep on fighting.

You know, they held his hand through everything,

and they cheered for him

when he rang the bell for his last chemo treatment.

They made sure that we never felt alone.

I'm sure he's alive today because of it.

And you can't write a prescription

for that kind of support.

No, you can't.

Then, when I went to thank the head nurse,

she told me, "That's the way it works."

Right there, I found my calling. Never looked back.

Wow, I wish I had that kind of courage.

What do you mean? You're living your dream.

Ugh, I voluntarily have been in this non-fiction purgatory

for the last two years.

I'd hardly call it a dream come true.

Why?

I got stuck.

I didn't want to disappoint my boss.

He praised my success. He promoted me.

I thought that would be enough, but it isn't,

and I feel guilty for that.

You should never feel guilty about being unhappy.

Just think of it as a road sign that's telling you

you need to go in a different direction.

Well, I'm in that process.

We just hired a new fiction writer,

and I'm the story editor.

That's great!

Yeah, it is a step in the right direction.

Do you like him?

He's not my first choice, but my boss really likes him

and wants the novel to be a huge success.

And what do you want?

The same.

Sounds like maybe your heart wants something different?

My heart and joy is success.

Yeah, of course, but, I mean, what's your big dream?

The one that comes from your heart.

Honestly?

I...

would love to open up my own boutique publishing house

and discover inspiring writers.

Find diamonds in the rough

and develop incredible, great stories

that connect through the imagination.

Okay, that's it.

You promise me that you'll go after that dream,

your own publishing house.

People would think I was crazy.

It doesn't matter what people think.

It matters what we do. That's what the world remembers.

Okay, I promise.

Whoo! Ooh, thank you!

All right.

♪ It's getting mighty close ♪

Is everything okay?

Yeah, I'm just getting updates from Leslie at the hospital.

Skylar needs another MRI.

Oh, no, is she okay?

She may have torn another ligament during rehab.

They're not sure. Poor kid.

Sorry, it's like I said before.

I never leave work.

Come on.

I have an idea.

Oh, Nate. I was just about to text you.

About Skylar's MRI, how'd it go?

Yeah, it's good.

Uh, this is Marie. Marie, Leslie.

Hi, I'm his neighbour.

Do you think that we could go see her?

Oh, yeah. She'd love to see you.

Thanks.

I know it's after visiting hours,

but are you up for some company?

Yes, come in!

So, heard the good news.

Doc said no surgery. Mom's calling everyone.

And now maybe I can go home.

Yeah, you bet.

We'll do everything possible, kiddo.

In the meantime... we brought you an early Christmas gift.

I haven't read this one!

I've only seen the movies.

Well, then you're in for a treat

because no one tells a story better than Charles Dickens.

Could I listen too?

Yeah, come in!

Here.

Chapter one, "Marley's Ghost."

Thank you for going ice skating with me.

I actually had a lot of fun.

Yeah, me too.

And thank you for A Christmas Carol.

That was a very nice touch.

Well, I'm sorry the kids fell asleep

before you got to say your big line.

Hey, you know what?

My friend Andi is hosting this holiday party on Saturday,

and I don't usually go to these sorts of things,

but tonight kind of got me in the spirit.

Would you want to be my plus one?

Ah, I usually pick up extra shifts

at the hospital on Saturday. Right, right.

It's just, I'm the new guy,

and I feel like I need to prove myself.

I get it. I totally get it.

I've worked at Lionsrun for years

and I'm still trying to prove myself.

For what it's worth,

tonight was the most fun that I've had in New York.

Thanks, again.

You made it a special night for all of us.

Sammy.

Did you miss me?

Aw.

I should probably get going.

Got an early shift in the morning.

Right, okay.

Goodnight.

What is happening?

So, what do you think?

You're a natural at creating a story,

but I always knew that about you.

You know, you're the reason I pursued writing.

You were always my best critic,

and you're why I signed on with Lionsrun.

So, how's your book coming?

I thought we agreed

that you would hand in your chapters today.

Let me just do a few more tweaks,

and then I'll... I'll bring it by your house this weekend, okay?

Yeah... yeah, no.

I-I have a Christmas party this weekend.

Why do you just, uh, shoot me an e-mail?

Okay. In the meantime,

do you wanna, uh, give me a rundown of the story?

Uh, wait.

That's... that's JP's new book.

Yeah.

I was hoping to relaunch the children's department with it,

but Henry... doesn't see the point.

That was always your dream.

"Inspiring the future, today."

Wasn't that your tagline?

You... you remember that?

Nate Thomas is here for you.

Um, I-I gotta go check on that.

Okay. I will be right back.

Sure.

What a pleasant surprise.

A parent donated a huge box of books,

so I figured we could add them to the toy drive,

maybe surprise the kids

with a new hospital library.

- Of course. - I love it.

The ornaments.

It really worked.

I should probably let you get back to work.

Yeah, I probably have to get back.

Oh, hey!

Andi's Christmas party tomorrow.

You still need a plus one?

Don't you have to work?

I did promise myself that I would say yes

to more than just double shifts.

It's important to keep your promises.

Unless you already have a plus one.

No, nobody. No one.

You're the one. The plus one.

The "in addition to."

Okay.

Okay.

♪ O come, all ye faithful ♪

♪ Joyful and triumphant ♪

And our finalists are

Nate and Marie against Lucy and Bryan!

All right! All right.

Yes! Whoo!

And whoever wins gets one of these mystery gift bags!

That's us, for sure.

Oh, that's us. We got this.

We're playing for keeps. Yes!

All right, so, our final categories are Christmas food

and Christmas activities.

Oh, foods. Totes foods, right, babe?

Food. We got this, babe!

We gonna do food!

We got the food!

Good luck.

Okay, this does not look good for us.

She's four eggnogs deep,

so I think we have a very good chance.

Oh, took it!

Okay, ooh, ooh, ooh!

Okay, um, they're red and they're white and they're mint...

Candy canes!

Yes!

Um, uh, ooh. Okay, hmm.

It's a place.

Manhattan. Singapore.

Oh, you know, it's also a dog!

It's like a dog. It's like Mrs. Chen's dog.

The little... Snuffles! Snuffles, the little tiny...

A Yorkie!

Yes!

You have ten seconds!

Okay, okay. Ooh, ooh, babe.

Come on. Gobble, gobble.

Turkey, turkey!

No, no, no, no, no.

Gobble, gobble, quack, quack, cluck, cluck.

Turkey, duck, chicken.

Yes! Like, put them all together!

Gobble, gobble, quack, quack!

Time!

Oh, babe! Sorry, guys.

It's turducken.

Ew, who eats that? Nate, Marie, you're up.

Okay!

And you only need three to win.

Okay, three. Three, three.

We can do this. We can do this.

All right, we got this. That was good.

Good luck. Break a leg out there.

Nice try.

All right, okay. So, are we ready?

Looks like I'm gonna do a deep lunge first!

What are you doing?

All right!

- All right, ready? - Yeah.

You got this?

We got this!

Go!

Okay!

Uh, okay, it's a... Santa did this.

He does this every Christmas Eve!

Uh, delivers presents!

No, because he's up on the rooftop!

Oh, he lands with his sleigh!

No, no, it's... it's how he gets inside the house!

Down the chimneys. Chimneys, chimneys!

Yes, yes, yes, yes! Chimneys, chimneys, chimneys!!

Uh, oh, oh! We did this the other night.

Uh... oh, ice skating! Ice skating!

Yes, yes! Okay, good, good!

Uh, um... okay. Living room, living room!

- Oh, uh... living room. - Ten seconds.

Uh, living room, tree, decorating!

Yeah, yeah, but it's what you put on the tree!

It's the... Tiny Tim! Hanging ornaments!

Yes!

Ah, you won! I made it!

You won!

Go, team!

And now for your prize.

I hope you like them. I picked them out myself.

Thank you.

Oh, what? I love it.

Oh! Oh, this is... oh, my goodness.

Thank you. I knew you would love it.

Thank you so much.

Those are amazing.

They are!

It's so cute.

I know you'll wear it well.

I see you're enjoying the spoils of victory.

Well, that's because winning has never looked better.

Okay. Aw.

Oh!

This is work. I should probably take this.

Hey, Leslie. What's up?

Oh, yeah...

You two seem to have a good connection.

Uh, yeah. We're becoming good friends.

Uh, friends?

He's like the only guy helping us.

You think that's because he loves cleaning?

You like him. Admit it.

He's charming. And handsome.

That's not a bad thing.

It's not Clark, is it? You guys are not...

No, absolutely not.

I mean, it's weird working with him,

and it makes me think about the past and the mistakes I made,

but, no.

Nate is not Clark.

I-I know he's not. It's just...

I mean, this girl named Leslie just called him.

They work together. She's very pretty.

I just don't want to assume anything.

It looks like a work call.

I don't think you have anything to worry about.

I know. I just don't want to assume,

and I don't want to get caught up in the Christmas magic

and project my idea of romance

and make this into something it's not.

Whoa, did you just say Christmas magic?

Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with me.

I don't know!

Look.

Okay, I know this might sound crazy,

but let's say those ornaments are magical.

What happens after Christmas?

Does this all go away? Does he go away?

I just... I need a definite sign from the universe

that this is real.

That's what Christmas is about, believing.

Just follow your heart.

Uh, I should have put a mistletoe in that bag.

Wait, do you have any?

Maybe!

Yeah, no, I'm lucky that it fits.

It's perfect.

Yeah, no. It's great.

Can you turn your sweater off, please?

No chance.

I had a good time tonight. Your friends were fun.

I don't think Bryan's ever gonna forgive you for that loss.

Well, I-I sent him a Christmas playlist,

so he's warming up to me.

Really? You sent him your playlist?

Some people still like the classics.

Would you want to go

to a gingerbread baking class with me?

Wait, are you being serious?

All of the nurses got passes,

and I know it sounds a little bit silly,

and that's what I thought at first too,

but then I thought, "Maybe I should have more fun."

And I was wondering if maybe you might want to.

Anyways, it's the day after the Lionsrun party,

so I know that might be a lot of Christmas for you.

I'd love to.

Yeah? Mm-hmm.

No more bah, humbug?

Well, I've learned that if you Scrooge, you lose.

That was so corny.

It was... it was funny.

No, you didn't!

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Last week before Christmas.

All the festivities.

So, how was your, uh... how was your party?

So, you read the chapters.

Are you serious?

You wrote about our entire relationship.

Everything!

What can I say? You're my muse.

Ugh, I'm not doing this!

I'm not reliving the past with you.

Marie, you're the perfect person to edit this.

You know this story!

Look, I want to capture all the emotions of first love.

You know, wonder and pain...

And the broken promises?

Look, when you're young,

promises are easier to make than to keep.

You know? And we're older now.

We're wiser.

You made a fool out of me.

You practically promised that you were gonna propose.

I know, and I'm sorry.

Look, I didn't mean to break up with you on Christmas Eve.

What, you wanted to wait 'til Christmas morning?

No. No, I don't know.

Look, when's a good time to break up?

You're the one who insisted we went to the lighthouse.

Oh, it's my fault.

No, but it...

It was obvious your heart was set on marriage,

and you wanted a ring for Christmas,

and I was not ready.

Because you met somebody else.

Marie, I was young.

I didn't know what I had, and I was easily distracted.

It's like I always knew. I just didn't want to see it.

Listen.

I did not cheat on you.

The world... The world is a big place.

It was meant to be explored,

and we owed it to each other to do that.

That boy in that book...

Loved you very, very much.

I want to write this book with you.

Let's just make it a happy ending, even if it's fiction.

Fine.

Hey, I have your mail for you.

Oh, thanks.

What magic does Mom have in store for you today?

Ah, this one's actually from my dad.

Oh. Handwriting.

The last time he was on mail duty,

the package ended up down the hall.

Ah, that's why he sent it to work.

Better safe than sorry.

Are... aren't you gonna open it?

Uh, yeah. I'll check it later.

Where are you rushing off to?

I'm gonna surprise Nate at the hospital for lunch.

Mm. Just friends, huh?

Sure.

Hey.

Hi, is Nate around?

Oh, he's with a patient. Is he expecting you?

No, but I'll wait.

Oh, could be awhile.

Actually, can I go say hi to Skylar?

Yeah, she's in the rec room. Thanks.

"'Remove me from this place.'"

"'I told you, these were shadows of things that had been, '

said the ghost."

Marie!

I was in the neighbourhood,

so I figured I would stop by and say hi!

Did you talk to Santa?

I did, and he has all of your wishes,

including some new books for your library.

Did Santa bring you that?

Uh, no, my... my dad sent it to me.

Open it!

Do you want to open it?

It came with a note!

You can read it.

"Chapters close and begin,

but the story of you will never end."

"Keep marching forward

and rolling boulders will turn into stepping stones."

What does that mean?

It means with storms, come rainbows.

And you just gotta believe.

Hi.

Chapter closed.

♪

Oh, thank you!

Look at all the donations we got!

It's too bad Nate's not here to see this.

I know. He had to work a double.

Oh!

I'm new to the Lionsrun family,

but I thought I would contribute.

Oh.

Wow.

I... thank you.

This is very generous.

It's my pleasure.

Would it be too much if I ask you for a dance?

As friends.

Let's show Henry we can play nice, hmm?

Sure. Yeah?

Yeah. Okay.

♪ Holy night ♪

You're stunning.

♪ All is calm ♪

Just as lovely as the first time I saw you.

I e-mailed you notes.

Yeah, I got 'em.

♪ Round yon virgin mother and child ♪

I'm thinking about changing the end of the story.

Oh, really?

Yeah, them breaking up's just too sad.

That's the reality.

In the end, when the guy finds his fortune,

he goes back for her, and tells her what a fool he was

and then sweeps her off her feet.

♪ Heavenly peace ♪

I guess we'll see how the story evolves.

So, um, that guy in scrubs,

the one you were talking to in the lobby the other day,

delivered a box?

♪ Silent night ♪

You're not together, right?

Maybe.

Why? I don't know.

Just saw him in the garage the other day,

leaving with a pretty blonde girl.

Oh, was she in scrubs too?

Mm-hmm. That's Leslie.

They're co-workers.

Oh, okay.

They seemed pretty close for co-workers.

Almost like a couple, so...

I'm sorry to interrupt.

I'd just like to steal Clark away.

Uh, our board would like to meet our newest star.

Oh, okay.

All right? Excuse me.

♪ Sleep in heavenly peace ♪

Hello, everyone.

Here's the star.

Nice to meet you.

Big Pete.

Tom.

Ah, you both look beautiful!

My wife loves shopping for the kids.

Thank you.

We have two more giant bags out in the car.

Oh, those are so great!

Ah, I wish I could give them a published copy of your book,

but I think Henry's gonna need a little bit more convincing.

But it's okay. I'm committed to this.

I promise.

Well, you know, I've been approached by Clark,

and he pitched me the idea

of launching the children's collection

with established authors

and he said he sold the idea to Henry.

I'll be right back.

Look, I can write a children's book in my sleep.

Yeah, we can hire ghostwriters if the authors are too busy.

The key is to lock in readers when they're young

so we have them for life.

Inspiring the future, today.

I like it. Gold mine.

I like it.

First you steal my idea... Excuse me.

And now you're stealing my tagline, really?

Look, you wanted me to sell Henry on the idea.

I did that.

This is exactly what you wanted.

I'm giving it to you.

All you see are dollar signs. It's not a money grab!

Children deserve stories with imagination,

not ones that you just write in your sleep.

It's real to them.

Okay, we can do that later, but Henry cares about sales.

I speak his language.

That's why we make a good team. Just go with it.

No, I'm not gonna let you taint this with profit margins!

Tell him the truth!

Uh-uh. Guys, guys.

Tell him.

Guys, it's a party, all right? What's the problem, Marie?

Marie wasn't expecting me

to pitch the children's collection so soon, hmm?

Henry, that's not true...

I've given you an early Christmas present here, Marie.

No, not like this.

Marie!

♪ We wish you a merry Christmas! ♪

Season's greetings! Welcome to Santa's Kitchen.

We're just about to get started.

Is there a bathroom?

I just wanna wash my hands.

Oh, oh, oh. I like responsible elves.

Just down the hall.

Uh, you okay?

Uh, yeah. It's just work stuff.

'Cause we don't have to stay.

No, I'm fine.

I've always wanted to be a responsible elf.

Go find us a station?

♪ Now bring us some figgy pudding ♪

Oh, hey, Leslie.

Marie, hi!

What are you doing here?

Uh, Nate invited me.

Oh, great. Well, I'll see you in class.

Okay, let's raise our Christmas spirit, everyone!

It's time to build gingerbread houses!

I don't know what you're talking about.

That's so cute.

What? You are.

Hey.

Hey.

Here, start.

All right, all right, move, move.

Is this gonna work? Yeah, it's good, yeah.

Wait, it keeps falling.

There. See?

There!

Actually looks pretty good.

It actually does, doesn't it?

Ooh, my, my. You're missing your candy canes.

Oh!

Here, Nate. I have extra.

I owe ya one.

One day, I'm gonna take you up on all those favours you owe me.

All right.

Here, here.

There. Now we're even.

Nice.

Ow! Oh!

It's... ouch, ouch, ouch!

You okay? Let me see.

Yeah. No, I'm fine.

I just burnt myself.

Let me take a look at it.

Ow.

Here.

I hope she's okay.

Here. Does that feel better?

You gotta be careful.

Even the sweetest things can burn you.

I need some air.

♪ Too cold to stand all alone ♪

♪ At Christmas time, we remember ♪

Hey, hey, hey! What's going on?

I don't know what we're doing.

I thought we were baking gingerbread houses.

Right. I should go.

Okay, wait, why?

Because everything is so new in your life.

Your career... your everything, it's just about to take off,

and I am just a neighbour who doesn't even like Christmas.

You don't really believe that.

It's the truth.

Okay, look.

I know that you've had your heart broken before,

but that doesn't mean that you need to be scared.

You think I'm scared? Yeah, because I am!

But at least I'm willing to try.

Okay, can I ask you something?

Was Leslie with you when you dropped off the books?

At Lionsrun? Yeah, so?

Oh, she was helping me. That's what friends do.

I can't do this.

Not again.

I can't risk getting burned because it hurts too much.

Wait, wait, wait. Marie, please.

No, don't go. Don't go, okay?

Why don't we just go out, the two of us?

No distractions.

The problem is is there's always distractions.

I just... I think it's best that we just close this chapter

before we break our hearts.

So, you're just gonna give up?

It'll be for the best.

I called you!

Oh, I know. I watched it ring.

You knew I'd drive down here.

I guess I could use some real FaceTime.

Aw, come on, honey.

Tell me your troubles.

Thank you.

So, that's the story.

So, you sabotaged your career,

then your new relationship with your handsome neighbour,

and then you come home and dismantle the tree.

You know I believed that those ornaments were magical?

Like, every time I hung one on the tree,

something wonderful would pop into my life,

reminding me that happy endings do exist.

Honey, there is always magic in Christmas.

Your father gave this to me when we first got married.

Oh, my God.

Hmm? It's beautiful, right?

A simple, open heart.

Or hollow.

It could be hollow.

Oh, now that's the beauty of life.

It changes based on our perspective.

If you walk around and think of it as a hollow heart,

and life's gonna keep passing you by.

But if you allow it to be an open heart,

oh, you'll be surprised not just by how much love comes in,

but by how much you give back.

That's what dreams are made of.

Like magic.

Magic doesn't exist.

It does if you believe it does.

Good morning.

Good morning.

That was quite the scene the other night.

I'm sorry.

Clark and I have our differences,

but I should have never confronted him

at the Christmas party.

I think it's best to take you off the book.

But Clark won't have it.

Says that you're the best story editor he's ever worked with,

that you have a passion for the craft

and the ability to encourage writers, and I agree.

We have three days until Christmas,

so I expect you to work out your issues with Clark

and get back in the ballgame.

I appreciate his kind words,

but I want to relaunch the Christmas department

with JP's book.

It is something so special.

Children's books are off the table.

Okay? I checked the numbers.

They're not a good investment for us right now.

Well, we don't even have to do a full collection.

We could just start with JP's. He's already signed with us.

Do you want to run the fiction department?

Yes or no? Yes.

Then focus on Clark's book.

If JP ever finishes his adult novel,

then you can go and work on that.

Marie, are we okay?

No.

I'm resigning.

Oh.

Consider this my two weeks' notice.

Marie.

Thank you so much for everything.

I've learned a lot.

Oh, come on.

It's time for me to go follow my heart.

Okay. Okay.

Clark. Marie.

Look, I've been trying you all weekend.

About the party? Don't worry, I...

I spoke to Henry.

And?

And I resigned.

It's all my fault.

No, it was actually my decision.

I'm so sorry for everything.

Ruining Christmas again.

Nobody can ruin my Christmas.

Dare I ask for any last-minute notes?

Yeah, the woman in your book? She doesn't need saving.

She saves herself, and it's a much happier ending.

Merry Christmas, Clark.

So, what are you gonna do now?

It's Christmas.

Gonna go spread some Christmas magic.

We'll need room for presents.

And so, this is the room we use for meetings.

Oh!

Is it available?

Yes, nothing's on the schedule until January.

It's perfect.

"Much they saw, and far they went,

and many homes they visited, but always with a happy end."

"The Spirit stood beside sick beds, and they were cheerful;

on foreign lands, and they were close at home;

by struggling men, and they were patient in their greater hope;

by poverty, and it was rich."

"In alms-house, hospital, and jail, in misery's every refuge,

where vain man in his little brief authority

had not made fast the door, and barred the Spirit out..."

♪ Joy to the world ♪

♪ The Lord has come ♪

♪ Let earth receive her King ♪

Hey.

Hey.

♪ Let every heart prepare Him room ♪

I was just admiring the beautiful Christmas tree

across the street.

Yeah, it really is beautiful.

♪ And heaven and nature sing ♪

So, are you going to work?

No, just doing some last-minute Christmas shopping

for my family.

Tomorrow's Christmas Eve. Are you just gonna overnight it?

No, I booked a 9:00 a.m. flight for tomorrow morning.

♪ Joy to the world ♪

What about your white Christmas?

Maybe next year.

♪ Let men their songs employ ♪

I don't know.

I guess I'm gonna trading snow for white, sandy beaches.

It'll still be festive, though.

My family, they throw a big dinner party at the restaurant.

Local lighthouse shines red and green.

It's kind of like that tree.

♪ Repeat the sounding joy ♪

Did you just say, "lighthouse"?

Yeah, grew up on Sanibel Island.

Lighthouse is our pride and joy.

My parents even named the restaurant after it.

Oh.

My ride's here.

Merry Christmas, Marie.

Merry... Merry Christmas.

Okay.

Please have some magic left.

"Dear Nate, I'm sorry I'm scared."

"Dear Nate, broken hearts are often lost hearts."

"It takes a special light to guide them

back against the fear that was trying to sink them."

Oh, hey, Marie!

You looking for your mail?

Uh, no. I'm looking for Nate Thomas.

Have you seen him?

He left a few minutes ago.

He's spending Christmas in Florida.

Lucky guy.

Oh!

♪ Noel, the angel did say ♪

♪ Was to certain poor shepherds ♪

♪ In fields where they lay ♪

Marie, I'm sorry if I'm late! Oh, no, it's fine.

My dad, AKA Santa is around the corner,

just about make his entrance with the kids.

Okay!

♪ On a cold winter's night ♪

Hey, did you invite Nate?

Yeah, he's going to Florida.

Oh, is that where he's from?

Yeah, Sanibel Island.

His family owns a restaurant called The Lighthouse.

Nate is the lighthouse?

And now it's too late.

Hey, don't worry about it. It's Christmas time.

Nothing bad can happen.

Ready?

Yeah.

Yup.

Come on in, kids.

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!

Go open your gifts.

Welcome to your own Christmas wonderland.

Oh, it's so cute.

Did Santa bring all of this?

Why don't you go ask him?

Ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas!

No way!

It's Santa.

Merry Christmas!

"The children tuck into their beds, and before falling asleep,

the boy asked one more question."

"Promise we do it again next year?"

"The majestic star twirled and gently whispered,

'I promise.'"

Oh!

Where can we get that book?

Hopefully from me.

I'm opening my own publishing company,

and with JP's permission,

I'd like The Christmas Treasure Adventure

to be my very first book.

Yes, yes, but...

But only if all these adorable little faces get their own copy.

Absolutely.

Great!

Aw.

When did you come up with this wonderful idea,

and what took you so long?

Well, someone once reminded me that the possible slow fuse

is lit by the imagination.

I thought you were going to Florida.

I was, and then I got this.

I'm so sorry for the way I acted.

I was completely in the wrong.

I really hope you can forgive me.

Somewhere between Christmas past and present,

I realized what I want for my future.

It's for you.

Tiny Tim always lived in hope, not fear,

and I now know how important that is.

My heart is open because of you.

After our class, our fight,

I almost lost hope in you, in us.

Almost.

You know the first time we met,

you asked me what I wanted for Christmas?

And I know the answer.

It's you.

Well, that's the greatest present anyone can ever give me.

Whoo!

So, does this mean you're gonna spend Christmas with me?

Yeah, I would love to.

What are you thinking about?

Just that happy endings really do exist.