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If your link isn’t above, then just search ‘Christmas at The Vintage Bookshop of Memories by Elizabeth Holland’ on Amazon.<\/p>\n
To celebrate the release, I wanted to share a bonus chapter with you…<\/p>\n
The Vintage Bookshop of Memories – What happened next…<\/h3>\n
Prue looked longingly over at the unfinished book on her nightstand. She really wanted to finish those last few pages, but she had to get ready. Today marked a year since the opening of The Vintage Bookshop of Memories, and Elliot was taking her out to celebrate. Prue had no time to read. She had an evening to get ready for. The book would still be there tomorrow. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nAn hour later, Prue was standing opposite the mirror in a powder blue silk wrap dress, a cream shawl and matching cream heels. Elliot was refusing to tell her where they were going and so Prue had opted for an understated outfit – which was quite unlike her. It had been a busy week at the auction house and Prue was hoping tonight would be a quiet affair. The day had been full of emotional memories, and all she wanted was to feel Elliot\u2019s arms around her as she reflected on the bookshop\u2019s memories.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cYou look beautiful,\u201d Elliot commented, as he stood in the doorway, smiling at her. Prue\u2019s breath caught in her throat as she took in his appearance. After a year together, she still couldn\u2019t quite believe he was hers. Tonight, he was dressed in a navy suit with a tie to match her dress. His eyes were glimmering with excitement for the evening as he took a step towards her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cWhere are we going?\u201d Prue asked as his arms wrapped around her. She felt herself immediately relax into his embrace, and the stresses of the day evaporated.<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought we could go to the bookshop first, since you haven\u2019t been there today, then the rest is a surprise.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nPrue rolled her eyes to hide the smile that was threatening to take over her entire face. She loved that Elliot had thought of everything and had made time for them to pop into the bookshop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nElliot drove them down to the bookshop, parking outside the church. The village was deserted. It was Monday evening and already dark outside. In the glow of the moonlight, they walked hand in hand up to the door of the bookshop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cAre you ready?\u201d Elliot asked, waiting for Prue to open the door.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cI\u2019m not sure. So much has happened in the last year. When I first opened this door, my life was a real mess and now look where I am. I\u2019m running multiple businesses, I have the most perfect man by my side and I cannot wipe this ridiculous grin off of my face.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cYou worked hard for it all, and this shop illustrates that. It represents your fight and your mothers. Come on, let\u2019s go in and celebrate.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nWith a nudge from Elliot, Prue took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the bookshop. She gasped as her eyes fell on the sight in front of her. The bookshop was almost unrecognisable. Rose petals covered every surface in sight, a bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses stood on the round table and battery powered tea lights were scattered throughout.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cI couldn\u2019t risk real candles.\u201d Elliot chuckled. He stepped inside the shop and took a hold of her hand.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s beautiful!\u201d Prue finally found her voice, still trying to take in the scene in front of her. \u201cYou arranged all of this?\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cI did. I wanted to show you how much I love you.\u201d Elliot\u2019s voice was shaky as he let go of Prue\u2019s hand. Prue turned to ask him what was wrong, but nothing came out of her mouth as she saw him on one knee beside her. A book held in his outstretched, shaking hands. She was confused. At first, she thought he was going to propose. That was until she saw the book in his hands.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cWhat is it?\u201d She asked, her own voice was trembling.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cHave a look.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nPrue took the book from Elliot\u2019s hands, but he didn\u2019t move to get up. It was a vintage edition of Cinderella and was beautiful.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cOpen it,\u201d Elliot instructed. Prue did as she was told and opened the first page. Tears immediately filled her eyes as she noticed two things.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nThe first was an inscription which read \u2018this book belongs to Dorothy Clemonte.\u2019\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nIt was her mother\u2019s.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nThe second thing that Prue noticed was a ring. A beautiful ring that glistened in the light from the tea lights.<\/p>\n
\u201cPrue Clemonte, I love you so much. Will you marry me?\u201d Elliot was still down on one knee, looking up at Prue, patiently waiting for her answer.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cYes!\u201d Prue squealed. She took the ring from the book and gave it to Elliot so he could slide it onto her finger. It was a beautiful oval sapphire in a vintage setting surrounded with diamonds.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cDo you like it?\u201d Elliot asked, pulling her into his arms and placing a kiss on her head.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cI love it and I love you.\u201d She beamed back at him. This little bookshop of memories had just gained a new memory and one that Prue would treasure for the rest of her life.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cShall we have a glass of Champagne?\u201d Elliot asked, walking over to the bottle and popping the cork.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cIt\u2019s not gin, but I won\u2019t complain,\u201d Prue joked as she took a glass from Elliot.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cTo us and the bookshop.\u201d<\/p>\n
They spent a few sweet moments together, talking about the future and thinking about how many memories the bookshop held. It was the perfect end to a tumultuous year.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cEveryone\u2019s waiting for us in the pub to celebrate.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\nThey finished their drinks and made their way towards the pub, ready to celebrate with all of their loved ones. Prue could barely contain the excitement that was bubbling away inside. She would find a quiet moment to text Katie and tell her the news. Hopefully, her best friend could make it to Ivy Hatch for the wedding.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n\u201cWhat do you think about a Christmas wedding?\u201d Prue asked as she stepped into the pub.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Christmas at The Vintage Bookshop of Memories!! \u00a0Whisk yourself away to the village of Ivy Hatch and enjoy the Christmas Day celebrations\u2026 Katie Wooster\u2019s life has been turned upside down; she\u2019s single, homeless and unemployed. With Christmas around the corner, Katie finds herself in The Vintage Bookshop of Memories. As the village\u2019s magical charm begins to weave its way into Katie\u2019s heart, can her best friend, Prue Clemonte, persuade her to leave the past behind her and open her heart to romance again? Local farmer, Austin Harrington, is ready to sweep her off of her feet, but Katie isn’t sure she\u2019s ready for a new relationship. As Katie watches her best friend marry her soulmate, she wonders whether she can have her own happily ever after. Return to Ivy Hatch this Christmas, where the residents are waiting to celebrate with you\u2026 Tomorrow is release day! You can still pre-order your e-book from the links below. The book is also available as a paperback.\u00a0 UK: www.amazon.co.uk\/dp\/B08K93GQ2F\u00a0 US: www.amazon.com\/dp\/B08K93GQ2F CA: https:\/\/www.amazon.ca\/dp\/B08K93GQ2F\u00a0 AU: https:\/\/www.amazon.com.au\/dp\/B08K93GQ2F\u00a0 If your link isn’t above, then just search ‘Christmas at The Vintage Bookshop of Memories by Elizabeth Holland’ on Amazon. To celebrate the release, I wanted to share a bonus chapter with you… The Vintage Bookshop of Memories – What happened next… Prue looked longingly over at the unfinished book on her nightstand. She really wanted to finish those last few pages, but she had to get ready. Today marked a year since the opening of The Vintage Bookshop of Memories, and Elliot was taking her out to celebrate. Prue had no time to read. She had an evening to get ready for. The book would still be there tomorrow. \u00a0 An hour later, Prue was standing opposite the mirror in a powder blue silk wrap dress, a cream shawl and matching cream heels. Elliot was refusing to tell her where they were going and so Prue had opted for an understated outfit – which was quite unlike her. It had been a busy week at the auction house and Prue was hoping tonight would be a quiet affair. The day had been full of emotional memories, and all she wanted was to feel Elliot\u2019s arms around her as she reflected on the bookshop\u2019s memories.\u00a0 \u201cYou look beautiful,\u201d Elliot commented, as he stood in the doorway, smiling at her. Prue\u2019s breath caught in her throat as she took in his appearance. After a year together, she still couldn\u2019t quite believe he was hers. Tonight, he was dressed in a navy suit with a tie to match her dress. His eyes were glimmering with excitement for the evening as he took a step towards her.\u00a0 \u201cWhere are we going?\u201d Prue asked as his arms wrapped around her. She felt herself immediately relax into his embrace, and the stresses of the day evaporated. \u201cI thought we could go to the bookshop first, since you haven\u2019t been there today, then the rest is a surprise.\u201d\u00a0 Prue rolled her eyes to hide the smile that was threatening to take over her entire face. She loved that Elliot had thought of everything and had made time for them to pop into the bookshop.\u00a0 Elliot drove them down to the bookshop, parking outside the church. The village was deserted. It was Monday evening and already dark outside. In the glow of the moonlight, they walked hand in hand up to the door of the bookshop.\u00a0 \u201cAre you ready?\u201d Elliot asked, waiting for Prue to open the door.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m not sure. So much has happened in the last year. When I first opened this door, my life was a real mess and now look where I am. I\u2019m running multiple businesses, I have the most perfect man by my side and I cannot wipe this ridiculous grin off of my face.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cYou worked hard for it all, and this shop illustrates that. It represents your fight and your mothers. Come on, let\u2019s go in and celebrate.\u201d\u00a0 With a nudge from Elliot, Prue took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the bookshop. She gasped as her eyes fell on the sight in front of her. The bookshop was almost unrecognisable. Rose petals covered every surface in sight, a bottle of champagne and two crystal glasses stood on the round table and battery powered tea lights were scattered throughout.\u00a0 \u201cI couldn\u2019t risk real candles.\u201d Elliot chuckled. He stepped inside the shop and took a hold of her hand. \u201cIt\u2019s beautiful!\u201d Prue finally found her voice, still trying to take in the scene in front of her. \u201cYou arranged all of this?\u201d\u00a0 \u201cI did. I wanted to show you how much I love you.\u201d Elliot\u2019s voice was shaky as he let go of Prue\u2019s hand. Prue turned to ask him what was wrong, but nothing came out of her mouth as she saw him on one knee beside her. A book held in his outstretched, shaking hands. She was confused. At first, she thought he was going to propose. That was until she saw the book in his hands.\u00a0 \u201cWhat is it?\u201d She asked, her own voice was trembling.\u00a0 \u201cHave a look.\u201d\u00a0 Prue took the book from Elliot\u2019s hands, but he didn\u2019t move to get up. It was a vintage edition of Cinderella and was beautiful.\u00a0 \u201cOpen it,\u201d Elliot instructed. Prue did as she was told and opened the first page. Tears immediately filled her eyes as she noticed two things.\u00a0 The first was an inscription which read \u2018this book belongs to Dorothy Clemonte.\u2019\u00a0 It was her mother\u2019s.\u00a0 The second thing that Prue noticed was a ring. A beautiful ring that glistened in the light from the tea lights. \u201cPrue Clemonte, I love you so much. Will you marry me?\u201d Elliot was still down on one knee, looking up at Prue, patiently waiting for her answer.\u00a0 \u201cYes!\u201d Prue squealed. She took the ring from the book and gave it to Elliot so he could slide it onto her finger. It was a beautiful oval sapphire in a vintage setting surrounded with diamonds.\u00a0 \u201cDo you like it?\u201d Elliot asked, pulling her into his arms and placing a kiss on her head.\u00a0 \u201cI love it and I love you.\u201d She beamed back at him. This little bookshop of memories had just gained a new memory and one that Prue would treasure for the rest of her life.\u00a0 \u201cShall we have a glass of Champagne?\u201d Elliot asked, walking over to the bottle and popping the cork.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s not gin, but I won\u2019t complain,\u201d Prue joked as she took a glass from Elliot.\u00a0 \u201cTo us and the bookshop.\u201d They spent a few sweet moments together, talking about the future and thinking about how many memories the bookshop held. 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