Anyone with the name of "Holly" cannot have a bad holiday. I just made up that rule. That's the only rule I have to make up because the story takes care of itself from here.
Newly dumped by her boyfriend, Holly agrees to cat-sit for her boss over Christmas. Holly's mom is in Scotland and her father in Tasmania, which are both too far from England. She'd be an inconvenience in their style. A cozy apartment above a department store all rigged up for an English Christmas with a fury friend will do her just fine.
The posh apartment is under remodeling, but at least there's a microwave for her Christmas TV dinner. The one thing Holly needs to look into is the drip from the ceiling otherwise she'd not leave the couch.
Upstairs is another apartment with Joe as the tenant. He's also the handyman for the whole building and seems to be slacking on his duties. Holly will make sure he changes his work commitment.
Fixing the leak leads to many strange adventures, riding a sleigh in the department store underneath them, strolling the Christmas lit streets, and microwaving dinner together.
Until Eleanor invades. She's Joe's (ex?) girlfriend. Handling a perfect cat, a leaky ceiling, and mischief in a closed department store is one thing, but dealing with a possible girlfriend leaves Holly wondering if she's wrong about liking the man upstairs too much.
If only she knew what Joe was thinking. Maybe he can change Holly's rules for the Christmas Breakup Club.
Happy reading,
Dawn
