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The premise of this was what sold me. A Jewish gal (her father is like THE Rabbi) is secretly a writer for Christmas novels complete with an insane collection of Christmas decor that no one in her family knows about. In comes Jacob Greenberg, tormentor extraordinaire from camp days to really add more stress to the Hanukkah season. Things are always what they seem, and memory is a finicky thing sometimes.

I thought this was a sweet novel that was funny and heartwarming.

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