Murder in Her Stocking, page 28
Stella kissed the sleeping baby in her arms. She kissed her granddaughter. She looked around the room at her family and the friends their hearts had adopted along the way. She looked at the most cherished ornament on the tree. “When it’s all said and done, that’s what life is about,” she said. “It’s all about the love.”
G. A. McKevett, Murder in Her Stocking
