Synopsis

The biting wind whipped at Elizabeth’s coat as she made her way to the docks, the task of collecting the Christmas pudding shipment weighing heavily on her mind. Thomas’s thinly veiled envy prickled at her; he was certain he possessed a greater aptitude for navigating the snowy paths than she did. The weight of the cargo proved more formidable than anticipated. As Elizabeth struggled onward, the deep snow yielded beneath her boots, and with a sinking feeling, she found herself firmly stuck.