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Catch up, try one, and be honest.

Not fair. You know my sweet tooth can't
say no to a 9 a .m. cookie.

I need to know if they're good enough to
make for Jason's parents on Christmas

Eve.

Anything to help a friend impress her
future in -laws.

You hate it? No, no, no, Sarah, it's
good, just... Maybe less peppermint?

I think I ruined my taste buds last
night. I ate a dozen already.

Don't tell your dentist boyfriend that.

Periodontist, and it was just one date.

No sparks?

Oh, no sparks, no butterflies, no skip
heartbeats. Plus, we'll never see eye to

eye on my one true love.

Sugar.

Are you ready for this meeting?

I'm sure you'll get praised for your 30
biggest re -gift fails list.

Did you see how many people already read
it?

Not enough for Linda to trust me.

She'll come around eventually.

She promoted me because she said she
liked my vision for things, but the more

time that goes by, the further away the
site gets from actual journalism. Why

don't you just quit and go freelance?

Pay is good, and I know what to expect.

Why is that?

Plus, if you left, you'd miss me too
much.

Well, yeah.

That's mainly it.

Ah, first off, just want to say, Kendra,
great re -gift piece.

So far, it's the highest -clicked list
of the season.

Peter, still getting great traction on
your article from last month on the

development era Sandra Evans, how a
messy breakup leads to a thriving

Gossip and advice, the best of both
worlds.

I would love to get a follow -up with
her ex, see why he walked away from

it all.

Apparently, he has fallen off the map.
Oh, keep looking.

As far as this month, our marketing team
reports that the Friday before

Christmas is the highest online traffic
day of the season, so we need to get all

our Christmas content up by then. That's
the 22nd, people.

Let me hear some clickable Christmas
ideas.

Christmas cookie recipes to impress your
in -laws.

Personal. Love it.

Celebrity influencer slash rapper Zig
Zag is attempting to set the world

for largest national toy drive.

How would you make a listicle of that?

Oh, it would be more of a human interest
piece.

Perspective on Zig Zag's community
relations and the labor required to

the toy drive at that scale. I know
you're itching to expand what we publish

here at Quizzer, but I just don't think
our audience wants to read about the ins

and outs of organizing a toy drive.

Now, if Zig Zag was doing it to impress
his ex, Carmela, that would work. Right.

Well, then, how about, um, what kind of
elf would you be in the North Pole?

Perfect. Do that one.

And don't worry. When the right story
comes along, it'll be a go.

All right, everyone.

Get to it.

Another lunch hour, another antique
market. Are you sure your mom's ring

with your dad's things?

I think it may have been misplaced with
the stuff at the estate sale.

Oh, here.

What can I do for you ladies today?

I wanted to take a look at your watches,
and she will browse your rings.

Oh, the rings are right up front here,
and the watches are just that way right

there. Would you like to see one?

Actually, have you seen any rings that
look like this one?

It was my mom's engagement ring.

She died when I was 17, and she gave it
to my dad to keep for me. But after he

passed last year, it was lost.

I do have one with a similar cut.

It's the same band, too.

My mom didn't have an inscription.

Forever my Christmas love, 1948.

I wonder who this belonged to.

I feel the same way. I wonder what the
story is behind it. What's this?

That is the jeweler's insignia. A lot of
handmade jewelry from that time has it.

It's sort of like an artist's signature.

So this is traceable? The jeweler is.

I'm between these two.

First to Kendra.

Oh, yeah, um, that one, for sure.

I think I'm going to get it.

I'm sorry, what? You're going to buy
yourself an engagement ring? Yes, but

for me, for the story.

What story?

Who did it belong to?

What was so special about Christmas in
1948?

How did it end up parting ways with its
owner?

Okay, so for fun.

No, this is it.

The human interest piece that is...
Perfect to take Quizzer to the next

What if there's no story behind it?

If someone found my mom's ring, I'd want
them to track me down.

Great.

It's pretty, but I don't think so.

Well, it would be more of an
investigative piece.

Following me as I return the ring to its
owner and uncover the love story behind

it. I just don't think there's enough to
go off of.

Ever since I found out my mom's ring was
gone, I felt like part of me was

missing.

What if someone out there feels the same
way about this ring? I think that's

something our readers would be
interested in. And the Christmas

makes it on theme for our December post.

Sorry, it's a nice idea, but it feels
more like wishful thinking.

Maybe if I did some digging?

I hope one day you find your mom's ring.
I really do. But going on a wild goose

chase and hoping there's a clickable
tail attached just isn't enough for me.

sorry, Kendra.

Peter, can you come in here for a
minute, please?

Thank you.

Hello? Hey, where are you? I haven't
seen you all day.

I'm taking a personal day.

To do what?

I tracked down where the ring was made
using the jeweler's insignia.

Pine Grove, Massachusetts.

I think it's the cutest town I've ever
seen.

Wait, I thought Linda killed the story.

She did.

Um, but I am going to have to prove her
wrong.

What about your office assignment?

Finished it.

I did a similar one last year called
What Kind of Ranger Would You Be? Just

of modified it.

All right. I was inexplicably a dasher.

So what's the plan here?

I'm going to get the story on the ring,
write a great piece, show it to Linda,

change her mind, and publish it on
quizzer .com, hopefully forever shifting

landscape of our site.

That is a lot to process.

Well, look, I haven't taken a day off in
three years. I have plenty of personal

days saved up.

Manager hopes.

If it turns out it's just some ring,
promise me you'll let this go.

Yeah, of course. Okay, I got to run.
Bye.

Excuse me. Hi.

Do you know where the Pine Grove Jewelry
Store is?

Well, Pine Grove doesn't have a jewelry
store, but the Jones General Store down

the street, they sell earrings.

Isn't this 415 Main Street?

Yeah, that's right, 415.

It's the bakery.

Well, I see that it's the bakery, but
it's supposed to be the jewelry store.

Oh, is that what it's supposed to be?

Yes. Well, I'm sorry our main street's
not the way it's supposed to be.

You know, I think there's a complaint
box around here somewhere. Don't worry

about it. I'm going to let you get back
to measuring the sidewalk.

But you have been a great help.

Actually, I'm finished measuring the
sidewalk. So good luck to you finding

jewelry store.

Okay. Okay.

Can I help you with anything?

Hi. Yes, I'm trying to find the right
address, but only the bakery pops up.

what are you looking for?

Pine Grove Jewelers.

Ah, well, you've got the right address,
but you're about 40 years too late.

My grandfather used to be a jeweler.
This was his shop.

But I didn't get that jean, hence the
bakery.

Care for a sample?

Things I can't say no to?

Sugar and Christmas.

How about a box? 50 % off for new
customers.

Oh, no, thank you. I actually tracked
down this address because I was

researching where this ring was made.

Huh.

Grandpa did nice work.

I'm a writer for quizzer .com, and I
wanted to find out who the ring was made

for. I love their quizzes. Did you know
that personality -wise, I most resemble

the Reindeer Prancer?

I can see that.

So, the ring?

Unfortunately, I did not take my wife's
advice and digitize Grandpa's records.

Oh. But I do have his old ledger here. I
could check that. That would be great.

1948.

1948.

Oh,

here we go.

Diamond engagement ring ordered by
William Jones.

Do you know him?

Yeah, he and his wife Pearl used to own
the general store.

Unfortunately, they're both deceased.

Oh, but is that the store down the road?

Yeah, but it's after five, so they're
probably closed.

You know, Pearl's house is just a couple
of blocks from here, and her grandson

Michael lives there now. Maybe he might
know something about the ring.

Great.

Thank you so much.

Oh, yeah, sure.

And you know, if you're staying long, my
wife Kathy owns the bed and breakfast

in town, so... Wonderful.

Paul. Paul.

Delicious.

Hello? Excuse me?

Oh,

it's you.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sneak up on
you. I tried the front door, but then I

heard the noise and... Well, I hate to
disappoint, but, you know, this isn't a

jewelry store either.

Funny, but actually not looking for that
anymore.

I'm looking for you.

Well, look, I don't mean to be rude, but
whatever you're selling, I probably

don't need. Oh, I'm not a solicitor.
Actually, I wanted to ask you about this

ring.

I think it belonged to your grandmother.

My grandma never wore a ring like that.

Are you sure?

Well, she raised me, so, yeah, pretty
sure.

What is this for?

Oh, I write for Quipper .com.

I was thinking... Wow, you guys are
getting creative, aren't you?

A ring?

That's how you thought you'd get an
interview? Look, like I told all the

reporters before you, I don't want to
talk about it. I'm sorry.

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

I'd appreciate it if you'd leave.

He just shooed you away?

It was really strange.

He said he didn't recognize the ring,
and he thought I was there to interview

him about something else. What's his
name?

Michael Jones.

I know that name.

I'm familiar.

Probably because it's as common as John
Smith.

Is this him?

Yes, that's him.

Wow, you're good.

That's Sandra Evans' ex. You know that
article Peter did on that development

heiress? Vaguely. I mean, I only skimmed
it.

Michael was her business partner and her
fiancé.

Michael Jones and Sandra Evans were the
founders of Upward Design, an

architecture firm that specialized in
small space living.

Oh, right.

Although this was Evans' first venture
outside of her family's development

empire and Jones was an unknown
architect, Forbes magazine soon deemed

next company to watch.

Eight months ago, Jones abruptly left
the company and all his shares after the

two ended their engagement.

Huh.

Seems like tons of sources have
statements from Sandra, but nothing from

Michael. This interaction is making so
much more sense now.

What are you going to do?

I just need more time to show him that I
only want to know about his grandma's

ring. That's it. Good luck.

He seems like a very private person.

Can I get you anything else?

Actually, yeah.

Can I get the address to your wife,
then?

No problem.

Glad to hear you'll be staying in town.

Good evening. Hi, I was hoping you had
room here for tonight.

Your husband pointed me here?

We sure do.

Hi, I'm Kathy.

I'm Kendra. Nice to meet you. Are you in
town for the Main Street Christmas

Festival? Tree lighting is tomorrow. No.

Actually, I'm here researching the
origins of an engagement ring.

Turns out Paul's grandfather made it.

I found it at an antique sale in Boston,
and I was hoping to write an article on

its backstory for the website I work
for.

Beautiful.

Paul was able to find out that it was
made for Pearl Jones.

I loved Pearl. Such a sweetheart.

You knew her? I took over as chairwoman
of the Christmas Festival from her.

Would you mind if I asked you some
questions about her?

Not at all.

Here, let me show you to your room so
you can get settled in, and I'll make us

some cocoa.

That sounds lovely.

Thank you.

My dad actually proposed with his
grandmother's ring in front of the

Tower. Family heirloom.

Knowing it's lost feels like I've lost
my parents all over again.

That's why it's become a habit, really,
to check any antique store I come

across. But this time, I found someone
else's ring, and I couldn't help but

think just maybe someone out there might
be missing it.

I wish it looked more familiar.

How well did you know Pearl?

I didn't really know Pearl well until I
started helping out with the Christmas

festival. You mentioned that before, and
I saw the banner downtown.

What is that? Every year for the past 80
years, the town hosts events along the

main street. It leads up to a big
Christmas Eve dance.

Tomorrow kicks it off with a tree
lighting in the town square.

That sounds so fun.

Growing up, my parents went all out
every year.

I miss those days.

Then you have to come.

Speaking of the Christmas Eve dance, I
just thought of something that might be

of interest to you.

Christmas Eve decorating committee from
a few years ago.

Pearl's last one with us.

She looks really happy.

She loved to dance so much.

Apparently that's where her and her
husband first met.

Really?

Do you know what year?

You should ask her grandson.

He might be able to tell you more about
it. I tried. Michael made it very clear

he did not want to talk to me.

Try her other grandson, Scott.

He took over running the family's
general store.

It'll be my first stop in the morning.

Oh, I didn't know anyone was... It's you
again.

Yes, it's me.

Sorry, I didn't see you there. What are
you doing here? I thought I'd make

myself clear. Well, actually, I am not
here for you.

Okay, good, because I'm on my way out,
and I wouldn't want to talk to you

anymore. Okay.

Bye. Bye.

Good morning.

Hi. Hi. I was just making a cup of
coffee. Would you like one?

Oh, yes, please.

Thank you.

Can I help you find anything?

In a way.

I'm from out of town. My name's Kendra.

Well, it's good to meet you, Kendra.
Welcome to Pine Grove.

I'm Scott. This is my wife, Trish.

Hi. Hi.

I write for Quizzer .com, and I was
hoping we could talk.

Look, my brother's business is just
that, his...

business. We have nothing to say about
it. Oh, no, no. I'm not here about

Michael. Actually, I found this ring in
Boston, and I think it belonged to your

grandmother, and I was wondering if you
had some more information on it. What

makes you think this was my
grandmother's? I tracked the jeweler's

Pine Grove.

It was made for William, your
grandfather.

Hmm.

Yeah, I don't recognize it.

So you never saw her wear it? Not even
on special occasions?

No, I don't think so.

Are you sure it was Pearl?

No. That's what I'm trying to confirm.

The description in the jeweler's ledger
was the same, but so far no one seems to

remember Pearl having this ring.

You asked Michael?

I did.

Um, right before he asked me to leave
his property.

Yeah, he's had a pretty rough year.

There must be something we can do to
look into the ring.

I was hoping to maybe look through some
family albums.

Those are all with Michael at the
moment, and I really don't think he'd be

for that. I want you both to know, I
didn't realize who Michael was until I

here. I'm the editor -in -chief at the
Pine Grove Gazette. We have a whole back

room of old newspapers and microfilm,
and the benefit of being in a small town

is that everything makes the newspaper.

Maybe you'd like to come look and see if
there's something helpful there?

Yes. That would be great. Great. I'm
going right now if you're free. I am.

Thank you so much. Of course.

Thanks again for the coffee. You're
welcome.

that Pine Grove still has a printed
newspaper.

Me too.

It's one of the reasons I moved here
after college.

So you're not from here?

No. I became editor about ten years ago.
I met Scott.

Now it's home.

Did you know Pearl?

I did.

I was lucky enough to know her for a few
years, actually.

She gave the best hugs.

Do you know if there was ever a break
-in or a robbery at Pearl's residence?

Not that I know of.

You really are here just to investigate
the ring.

Ever since I found it, I've had this

Overwhelming need to uncover the story
behind it.

Been like that my whole life. Always
curious to figure things out.

My dad used to call me Nellie as a
nickname.

As in Nellie Bly?

Energy rightly applied and directed will
accomplish anything.

Wow. She's the reason I went into
journalism. Me too.

Let me show you something.

This is our microfilm reader.

Now, the Gazette's been in print since
1902, and everything is organized by

year. The ring inscription says 1948, so
I'll start around there.

This is more than I could ask for.

I'll just see down the hall if you need
some help. Thank you again so much. Of

course. I'm just so excited to see what
you find.

I'll let you know.

War veteran and railroad worker William
Jones proposed to Pearl Ellen on

December 24, 1948, at the Pine Grove
Christmas Eve Dance, exactly one year

they met.

The tree lighting.

Oh.

I mean, now it just feels like you're
following me around.

I promise you I'm not. I was just doing
some research.

Right on that ring that you claim
belonged to my grandmother.

Um, not a claim anymore.

I've never seen this picture before.

They made a cute couple.

And C, the ring.

Where did she say you found the ring
again?

Antique sale in Boston.

How'd it wind up in Boston?

That's what I want to know.

They seemed like they were very much in
love.

You know, even after he died, she'd go
on and on about how great a man he was.

I mean, maybe it was stolen.

Maybe. I sometimes wonder if that's what
happened to my mom.

Well, I was searching for her ring when
I found this one.

Kendra, you left your laptop.

Oh, you're a lifesaver.

Thank you so much.

Michael. Hey. Hey. Did Kendra show you
what she found?

Uh, yeah.

No, she did.

Oh? How's the setup coming?

It's getting there.

The newspaper sponsors the Main Street
Festival, so I wrangled this builder

extraordinaire to set the booth. I am
happy to put my skills to use.

The best architects are the ones who
know how to build with their own two

Do you have a firm here in Pine Grove?

Uh, no.

No, I don't. Well, it's something to
consider.

You know what?

I haven't really decided what my future
business plans are, but in the time

being, I should probably get back to
these booths.

From everything I've read and heard, the
Pine Grove Christmas Festival seems

like the place to be. So you'll come?

Sugary treats, Christmas tree lightings,
a chance to ask around about Pearl.

Oh, I'll be there. Great.

Actually, if you need a hand with
anything, I'd love to help out.

It's just been me the past couple of
years, so it's been a while since I've

a proper Christmas.

We would love that.

I'll go get the sign -up sheet. Okay.
Okay.

I've gotten up to talk to you twice now
before remembering you're not here

today.

I miss you, too.

Find anything out?

I found out where they got engaged, when
they got engaged. I know that no one

remembers Pearl having the ring, but she
is pictured right here wearing it.

And Michael Jones, any luck with him?

I think he's slowly coming around.

Michael Jones?

Development heiress Sandra Evans' ex,
Michael Jones?

Hi,

Linda. Well, I hope you're enjoying your
personal days because we need you back

here pronto for a list of the most
popular names given to babies born in

December.

Right. I'll be back tomorrow. I was just
doing one last thing before. Where are

you? Is that a painting of a fish?

Actually,

I'm in Pine Grove.

Doing what?

I traced that ring and it turns out it
was made right here. You are one

writer, you know that? Spending your
days off researching a story I said no

solve the great ring mystery?

Not yet, but getting traction.

And how does Michael Jones plan all
this?

Funny coincidence, the ring belonged to
his grandmother.

Have you interviewed him?

Not officially, no.

You know what?

I should have trusted your instincts
with this ring from the start.

Really? Yeah, I think there's a story
there.

So, I can keep looking into things here?

Get as much information as you can. Stay
a few days. Quizzer will pick up the

tab.

I appreciate that.

Just find out everything about the
family.

And the ring.

Of course. Broken engagements, lost
rings, perhaps a parallel holiday

storyline. Uh, well, I'm not sure if
that's the exact angle, but I'll find

the whole story. Well, whatever you
find, make it fit. And remember, I need

by midnight Thursday.

We can't wind up on board.

Well, she seemed to perk up when I
mentioned the ring's connection to

If that's what it takes to get her to
back you, then...

Maybe just mention him in a sentence or
two?

Or... I'll just have to show Linda more
what I had in mind.

See ya.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, everything looks so good.

Please, take one on us.

Which one?

Mini trifle cup, hands down.

Coming right up.

Michael, the booth looks amazing this
year. Good, I'm glad I could help.

Actually, while you still have your
toolbox on you, do you mind hanging the

extra garland around the stage platform?
It just looks a little bland.

Say no more. Paul, do you want to give
me a hand? Sorry, I have to get more

snowman eclairs.

I can help you.

Yeah, okay, sure.

On for the road.

When you were measuring the sidewalks,
it was to help you set up for all this.

Yeah. Well, it looks great.

I can't tell if you're mocking me.

No, I'm serious. It's beautiful.

My grandma serves on the town's
Christmas committee every single year.

group that puts together the Main Street
Festival. You should have seen the

store back in those days.

I mean, people would come in from all
over.

She'd always volunteer me and Scott,
so...

Helping out, it's just a way for me to
feel connected to her.

How come there's really not that much
decoration at the store now?

That's Scott's jurisdiction.

I mean, we both inherited the store.
It's just after I moved to New York, it

became his thing.

I don't know. I haven't really been home
for a few Christmases, so I wouldn't

feel right telling him what to do.

And it seems like Pearl's Christmas
shoes wouldn't be hard to fill.

In this town crowned a Christmas queen,
it would have been Grandma.

What was her favorite part? Oh,
handstand.

Christmas Eve dance. Where she met your
grandfather.

That's right, yeah.

Pass me the... Thank you. You're
welcome.

You seem more at ease when you're
working.

Well, you know, manual labor was always
my forte. I just never really got around

to doing much of it in New York. It's
rare that you see architects actually

doing building.

Normally, we're expected to pose in hard
hats on magazine covers.

I have a hard time seeing you modeling.

I'm going to take that as a compliment.

So? So.

What were Pearl and William like
together?

You don't give up, do you?

Nope.

I was about 10 when my grandfather died,
so I don't really have too many

memories of the two of them together,
but...

From all the stories I've heard and
pictures I've seen, they seem like two

people who are very much in love.

But it's hard growing up without his
measuring stick.

My parents were the perfect example of
soulmates.

They made it look easy.

Yes, they set some pretty high standards
that I still seem to be

chasing. If only we knew their secrets.

I'd say the garland looks pretty good.

I'm going to focus on the speakers and
the microphones, see if I can get them

ready before the countdown starts.

Okay. And that roasted chestnut booth
has been calling my name all night.

All right.

Well, listen, thank you for your help.

Thanks for actually letting me ask you a
question without telling me to get

lost. All right.

Yeah. Bye.

Am I hooked up for the countdown?

Just about.

You and Kendall seem to be getting
along. Thank you so much.

Yeah, she gave me a hand. She seems
nice.

She is.

It's, uh... What?

Part of me can't help but think it's one
big ruse to get the scoop on my breakup

with Sandra.

She did find Pearl's ring, and she drove
all the way here to look into it. I

don't know, that seems genuine to me.

Look, I know you don't like to talk
about what happened in New York, but I

you know we're here for you if you want
to.

All you need to know is that I fell for
the wrong person.

And I'm not eager to do that again. We
want you to know that we think it's

possible to trust again.

Maybe try showing her some of Grandma's
things.

Let her prove she's here for the right
reasons.

Oh, Merry Christmas.

So ever since we parted ways, you've
just been going around asking strangers

about my grandparents?

Pretty much.

Mrs. Katz was just telling me that Pearl
was the three -time winner of the 4th

of July hot dog eating contest.

Actually, she won four times.

Impressive. No, she was an impressive
woman.

Listen, I'm gathering.

Hello, everyone.

Oh, they're starting.

Come on.

Welcome to the Pine Grove Gazette's
annual Christmas tree lighting ceremony.

goes to the Christmas Festival Committee
and everyone here who helped set this

up.

They're like, do you want to come by
tomorrow?

I could show you some of my
grandparents' things.

I mean, it might be useful, you know,
for the story.

That would be wonderful.

Thank you.

Sure. Okay.

Okay.

I'll go tomorrow.

I hope I'm not too early.

No, you're good. I was just trying to
finish updating the back porch before

another snowstorm.

What's under that blanket?

That is actually my grandfather's old
car.

It stopped running before I was born,
but my grandmother kept it. I've been

tinkering with it here and there, trying
to get it going again.

Wow.

A 51 Chevy Deluxe?

Yeah. You know, your cars. Oh, it's that
whole mid -century Christmas era. I've

always been obsessed with anything
related to it.

I think it started because all my best
Christmas memories were inspired by that

time period.

Listening to Nat King Cole while
decorating our tree with those old

shiny bright bulb ornaments.

I love Nat King Cole.

And my dad inherited my grandfather's
collection of these comic books called

Christmas Almanac. I loved flipping
through them. Not for the stories,

for the ads inside depicting picture
-perfect Christmas.

I get it.

It's like a feeling of nostalgia for a
time we've never been to.

Exactly. Yeah.

Maybe that's why I was so drawn to
Pearl's Ring.

Well, in that case, shall we go inside?

Because there is a bunch of stuff in the
attic that I think you are going to be

very interested in.

Okay. Thank you.

Well, it's mostly the same as when my
grandmother lived here, you know, minus

the Christmas decorations, obviously,
that were me.

I just haven't had the heart to take
anything down yet.

Plus, you know, I don't know how long
I'm staying.

Did you grow up here?

Yeah. Hmm.

Our parents died in an accident when we
were very little, so we came to live

here after Grandpa died. It was just
Pearl and the two of us, so... That's a

to take on.

She didn't think twice about it.

I love the old -school Greek revival
architecture.

They talk about being transported back
in time.

Well, actually, it's called colonial.

Because it was built in the 1890s.

I guess growing up in a house like this
really fueled your passion for design.

That's funny. I never thought of it that
way, but yeah, you're right.

Plus, Grandpa was super handy. In fact,
he built that whole Christmas village up

on the fireplace.

Oh, the detail is amazing.

It's like you shrunk a whole town.

Wow.

Look at the school.

Wow, I don't think I've ever seen an
attic so beautifully lit.

Pearl made sure there was a touch of
Christmas all year round.

You know, Scott and I haven't really had
a chance to go through all these. We've

been so busy trying to get the store
ready to sell, but feel free to take a

around. Thanks.

Okay.

Oh.

What's this?

That is our old dress -up chest.

Oh.

It seems so much smaller.

I'll show you. Okay.

May I? Yeah.

Grandma used to make all our costumes.

Wow. Okay.

This is from our school Christmas play.
You played a ranger?

Comet, to be exact.

I would have pegged you more as a
blitzen. Okay, that's really weird,

actually took a quiz online one time
that said I was more of a blitzen.

Why?

I wrote that quiz.

Really? Mm -hmm. Because that feels very
different to me from investigating the

origins of a ranger.

Well, lists and quizzes are quizzer's
bread and butter. My hope of doing this

article is to expand its horizons.

Focus on more substantive pieces.

I like that. It's risky, though.

If this fails, I'll be back to writing,
which treetopper are you, full -time?

How did you end up with Quizzer to begin
with?

Well, it turns out journalism jobs are
hard to come by.

Quizzer was one of the only places
hiring when I got out of school.

Have you thought about leaving?

I've gotten comfortable there. The pay
is great, and oddly enough, I'm good at

writing quizzes about elves and
reindeers.

Even after I graduated from Cornell's
architecture program, I ended up

50 years working as an assistant at a
design firm. And they kept promising me

this promotion never came.

So one day I just woke up and noticed
that I'd had enough and walked away.

Wow. Started my own company.

That sounds freeing. Well, I'm trying to
say that, I mean, you could do that,

right? You could start your own online
magazine.

You could focus on the stories that you
want to write.

Talk about taking a risk.

It's pursuing anything you love usually
comes with comes with risks

Um

How cute is this

that is an elf that I made in art class

Well, I'm so glad you went into
designing buildings and not ceramic

you know what? How about you and I, we
grab a couple boxes and we go through

them downstairs.

I'll make them a hot chocolate. Are you
sure this is so I don't find any more

elf statues?

No. I just think that maybe a sugar boot
is in order.

Can't paint out of that.

Grandma's Debbie Town Clubs.

And her invitation to the debutante
ball.

So elegant.

What's this?

My grandfather's paste that was from the
railway.

So, she was a debutante and he worked at
the railroad?

Yes.

Though they were from two different
worlds, they still found each other.

You make it sound very romantic.

It is very romantic.

Can I see it?

Hmm.

Strange. What is it?

Well, these pay stubs are in
chronological order, but then there's

in the date. No.

Maybe some of them are missing.

What is this?

Glutens. A general store.

Wow.

Unbelievable.

What's this?

My dream for us, W.

Oh, that's interesting.

I didn't know that he designed the
general store. I always just assumed

was something they bought together after
they got married.

Is there anything else with it, maybe in
that box?

A deed for the

property dated the same year they got
engaged.

1948? Uh -huh.

The store didn't open until 1951.

But a structure the size of the general
store, that shouldn't have taken them

three years to build.

Did Pearl ever mention anything about
her parents not liking William?

Uh, no. I mean, not that she ever told
me.

Why? I'm just wondering if her parents
weren't happy with her dating William.

Being a debutante, she was supposed to
date men of a certain class, you know,

and William's job at the railroad would
have been considered working class.

Where are you going with this?

Oh, I just think it's an interesting
facet to the story.

So you're thinking William only wanted
to be with my grandmother because of her

family's money?

Oh, no, no, not at all. I didn't say
that.

I mean, to me, it looks like my grandpa
was trying to make something of himself.

Right?

She wasn't a gold digger. I agree
completely.

All I'm saying is that it's possible her
parents didn't like him based on the

status of my step -off.

Yeah, sorry.

I don't know why I overreacted.

No, it's okay.

You don't need to explain yourself.

You know what I think?

I think our marshmallows need
replenishing.

Good morning.

Morning. Do you need a hand?

Oh.

Putting out more lights?

Oh, these aren't for here. They're for
the bakery. For Magnify Main Street

Night. Magnify Main Street?

As part of the Main Street Christmas
Festival, all the businesses along Main

Street go all out with Christmas decor.

You think the street's decorated now?
You should come back Monday night.

People get pretty into it.

Hmm.

Merry...

You're in jolly spirit.

I was helping Paul get ready for Magnify
Main Street, and he was telling me how

all the stores on the street get decked
out to the nines.

Yeah, people get into it.

Michael mentioned that you two used to
help decorate the store with Pearl.

We did.

Yeah, unfortunately, I haven't had a
chance this year.

Trish is busy at the paper, and it's a
tough job for one person.

Also, as of yesterday, we just got our
first offer on the place, so...

Must be hard to sell something that's
been in the family for so long.

Yeah.

It just hasn't been doing as well since
we lost Grandma.

I thought I had what it took to run this
place, but... Hey, come on, it's not

your fault.

Everybody's just buying everything
online, you see.

I would have loved to have seen this
place all decked out back in its heyday.

Grandma was always trying to outdo
herself year after year. Do you remember

time that she rented that kid train to
give rides around the store? Yeah, the

time she set up an ice rink right out
front.

Well, if it's a matter of needing an
extra pair of hands, I can help you.

We'll spruce up the store at Pearl Stop.

We? Oh, I'd love to be part of the Pine
Grove magic and experience it all for a

tent.

I'm sure there are some great
decorations around here.

Yeah. Sounds good to me. I don't know. I
mean, Grandma set the bar pretty high.

It seems daunting.

So then in every decision, we just have
to ask ourselves, what would Pearl do?

There you go.

Come on.

It's in your DNA. You know, you are the
most effectual person I have ever met.

Is that a yes?

Yes.

an offer on the store. Scott didn't seem
that happy. I think Scott blames

himself for the store not doing well.
He'd rather sell the place than feel

a failed grandma.

Well, he shouldn't feel like that. Times
change, and a store like this is

difficult to sustain itself this day and
age. I know.

No, it wasn't much help either.

I left town. First chance I had, I left
Scott to figure it out all on his own.

Everyone has their own path.

What is that?

Wow.

We are going to rock Monday night.

Come on!

My grandfather and I built this when I
was seven years old.

I'd drawn a picture of Santa's sleigh,
and he said, hey, want to make it come

life?

It's beautiful.

Right?

Figured we could use a coat of paint.

We could put it out front.

I think it'll look really nice. What do
you say? You want to give me a hand?

Of course.

All right.

Oh.

Michael. Yeah. What's this?

Initials. Your grandparents.

I've never seen this before.

1949.

Gotta get this.

You know, the last thing I want to do is
criticize your painting ability, but...

You're dripping a lot.

Okay, so the initials in the cement said
1949.

That means they started laying the
foundation the year after they bought

land for the store.

Yes, yeah.

I wonder what that means in terms of our
timeline.

Just that they waited a year before they
started construction for some reason or

another.

Hey, listen, I don't mean to be a downer
here, but is there a chance that you're

just reading a tad far into everything?

gathering all the information.

Just thought I'd want you to be
disappointed that there's no big mystery

You don't feel it?

Feel what?

That there's more to all this.

I can feel it.

Two people that's in love, they wouldn't
just misplace an item so special.

There's a reason for all of it.

I think love can look very different
from the outside.

There's no real way to know what
happened.

I don't want to infer too much.

The way people inferred about you and
your ex?

You know, my ex came from a property
development dynasty.

So everybody just assumed I was with her
to get ahead.

The simple truth is that I fell in love
with a girl that I met in my design

class.

I had these ideas for these... the small
space living hub in the city, and she

had all of this business experience.

So we joined forces, and her parents
invested, and we created Upward Design.

Built something that was really special.

So what happened?

Well, despite accepting my proposal, I
guess she didn't really feel the same

I did.

She met somebody new.

Oh. She said she had to follow her
heart.

But she wanted to remain business
partners because, you know, we had such

great thing going. But I just couldn't.
I couldn't bring myself to do that. So I

walked away.

That sounds awful.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Listen, taking this deep dive

into my grandparents' love, I think part
of me is just scared that you're going

to... uncover something that's going to
make me doubt the strength of their

relationship. Whatever I uncover or
learn doesn't change the fact that they

clearly loved each other.

And you.

Paul.

Hi, Kendra. I found something you might
find very interesting.

I'll be right there.

Paul has some information on the ring.

Do you want to come with me?

You think there's a reason for all this?

I could see if you're right.

Let's.

We're looking through my grandfather's
old records, hoping to find something to

help you with your search, when I found
this note written by William to my

grandfather Carl.

Wow.

Carl.

I was thinking more about the engagement
ring we discussed. This is what I was

envisioning.

Pearl's parents are talking about
sending her to live with her aunt in St.

after the new year.

Do you think the ring could be ready by
Christmas Eve?

It seems building my store will have to
wait a little longer.

Can't lose my girl.

W. See?

Pearl's parents didn't approve of her
dating William. They were going to send

her away, so he had to propose sooner
than he thought.

And the money he was going to spend
building the store. He spent on the

That's why he had to wait to break
around. He put his dreams on hold so he

wouldn't lose your grandma.

He was a smart guy.

Oh, I am loving these retro ornaments.
They're absolutely stunning.

Speaking of retro, I can't believe
Grandma kept it.

Well, of course she did. They're
beautiful.

Wait, what is that? This is an ornament
that I made in first grade. Right, but

what was it supposed to look like?

You can't tell?

Mm -mm.

It's a snowflake. Oh.

It's abstract.

Like the elf.

Well, it's so sweet that she kept it.

Clearly, Grandma was sentimental.

So then why wouldn't she keep her
engagement ring, the one William spent

life savings on?

Popsicle ornament for your thoughts.

Okay.

After William bought the lands for the
store, he spent the rest of his money on

the ring. That's why he had to go back
to work on the railroad.

Sure. But the initials in the cement say
1949, so how did he get enough money to

start building the store only a year
later?

Based on those pay stubs, he wasn't
making that much.

Mary, you really are way too talented to
just be writing lists and quizzes.

Well, it's always nice when someone has
faith in you.

Not too shabby.

I think Pearl would be proud.

I wish my parents were here for this.

My mom would have loved Pine Grove.

Yeah, even though you were looking for
your mom's ring, I'm really happy that

you found my grandma's.

Me too.

Oh, it's my boss. Probably wanting an
update.

Linda,

hi. Just checking in.

I haven't seen any drafts from you yet.

I'm still piecing it all together.

It turns out William bought the ring for
Pearl so he wouldn't lose her, even

though it meant putting his dreams on
hold.

Okay, and Michael, have you had a chance
to interview him?

Oh, I've been focusing more on the
grandparents in the ring first.

I trust you'll cover everything. Will
you send me what you have so far?

Well, it's pretty rough.

Lots of shorthand notes and... Kendra, I
need the final article in three days. I

need to see your progress. Now, don't
let me down.

Okay.

I will send you what I have. Thank you.
Gotta go. Talk soon.

Human interest piece is supposed to be
an emotional, relatable story, not

spilling the gossip on someone's
breakup.

I know that. And you know that. You just
need to show Linda that through your

writing. I really feel like if she would
just let me finish the path I'm on, it

could be a really meaningful article.

Do you think you'll have everything you
need by Thursday?

Honestly, I don't know.

What happened to the ring is still a
mystery.

Anyone can figure it out. It's you.

Thanks.

Michael's been a huge help, too. I don't
know what I'd do without him.

Seems like a great guy.

You know, I wasn't sure at first, but
he's since surprised me.

He even suggested that I should start my
own online magazine.

Did he now?

Oh, no, no, no. It's not like that.

The sparkle in your eye when you talk
about him is blinding. Is the connection

bad? Because you're a little blurry.

I should go. I'm not letting you get
away with it that easily. I should get

to writing, okay?

Okay, bye.

Hey.

Paul had some extra lights and I thought
we could put them on the slate for

tonight.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

The guy who put in the offer on the
store just came by. I was all excited to

show him these original blueprints,
but... He said they were just going to

down the store, put in a coffee max.

It's a big change.

I mean, don't get me wrong. The place is
in need of a change, but... You know, I

think there's better ways to maximize
the space.

See this wall?

Mm -hmm.

He could knock this down, open this
whole space outward.

You see this on the blueprints?

Originally, my grandpa wanted to put in
a loft with books and chairs, someplace

where people could sit and read.

Apparently, he didn't have the room for
it. But one thing I did at Upward Design

was make the most out of small areas.

We could move these beams, make the
ceiling higher, put in that loft slash

library cafe.

If we rewired through here, we could
actually make it a computer lounge. And

look at this. See this?

This over here, this used to be a soda
fountain counter. They tore it down for

more shelving. But Scott doesn't need
the retail space.

We could rebuild using these plans.

Make it a Wi -Fi hotspot.

Sounds like you're having second
thoughts.

My grandfather wanted this to be more
than just a store.

He wanted it to be a place where people
came together.

Have you talked to Scott about this?

I don't know if he'd be interested.

You're his brother. I'm sure he'd want
to hear what you have to say.

You got it working!

Thought I'd transport us to a different
time.

Wait. Oh, hold on.

Perfect.

Pass me the present.

Pearl and William would be so proud.

I think they'd love what we did to the
store.

I hope so.

They both have such a great sense of
style.

You just carry that around with you
everywhere now?

It's part of my job.

Your job? That's right. You know, I keep
forgetting this is a work assignment

for you.

I mean, yeah, it's work, but I care
about this story.

After all, I'm putting my job on the
line for it.

Hi. Hot chocolate?

Yes, please.

Thank you so much.

The store looks better than ever. I'm so
glad we did this. I'm so glad Kendra

made us do it.

Cheers. Cheers.

Oh, Trish, that reminds me. I wanted to
ask you something. Is there a way to get

a list of banks and lenders that have
been in Pine Grove over the years?

Specifically ones around 1949?

I can ask at the newspaper. I'm sure
those records exist. Why?

William broke ground on the property the
same year he went back to work for the

railroad because he spent all his money
on the ring.

So where did all the money come from to
start building the store?

So you think he took out a loan.

But the only people who could have
afforded that would have been Pearl's

parents, and they weren't on board with
the marriage, so I figured he had to

have looked elsewhere.

Great. Well, I'll ask first thing
tomorrow.

That would be great.

Okay, now I'm going to get us some of
Paul's Christmas cookies before they

out. My treat.

You better make it quick.

What? Nothing. I just haven't seen you
smile this much in a very long time.

It's Christmas. Right.

Wasn't it a few weeks ago you were
saying you couldn't wait to get through

holidays? You know what? I am learning
to appreciate everything they have to

offer. Well, I think you should learn to
appreciate asking Kendra to the

Christmas Eve dance. I think that's a
terrible idea. Why not? You like her.

Yeah. Liking her isn't the issue. He
admits it. Then what is the issue?

Okay, look. Not everybody can be as
lucky as you two.

Okay? Or...

Grandma and Grandpa.

Actually, yes, they can.

How will you know unless you try?

Thank you for the ride.

Thank you for the fun night.

It's sure going to be a change of pace
going back to Boston after being in a

town like Pine Grove.

Well, you know, maybe with the articles
ahead, you could find more human

interest stories here.

I think we have the highest number of
maple trees outside of Vermont.

Oh, yeah.

My boss is going to love the click
potentials with that headline.

You never know. She's waiting to write
about a rain, right?

Um, actually, it's funny you should
mention that because there's something I

want to... Look.

What?

It's a shooting star.

Oh.

I missed it.

We should make a wish.

I should go.

Yeah. Because technically I'm still on
the clock.

Okay. Yeah. Yeah.

Good night.

So there was only

one bank in town at the time, but they
didn't have a loan record in William's

name. Oh. But I did find an old
directory that listed a company on the

town called Barney's Loans and Bonds.

Anything there?

Well, they closed in the 60s, and
because they were a private lending

there's no public records.

Hmm. I wonder if their private records
even still exist.

Well, they were bought out by Star
Credit Union, so there's a possibility

might have some information.

Thank you so much for all of this. I'm
happy to help. I feel like we're getting

closer.

Me too.

Hmm.

Boys.

What is...

Well, Michael and I started looking
through the stores to find you some more

those retro Christmas ornaments you
like, and we actually found some really

great photos of the store over the
years. Yeah, you know, besides the soda

fountain, this place really hasn't
changed that much since it opened.

Prices sure have changed.

Well, everything could use a good
makeover once in a while.

Trying to do that with quiz hour.

Yeah, I know. It's just Grandma made it
work for so many years as it is, I

honestly don't even know where to start
when it comes to updating.

Michael had some great ideas for
repurposing the space.

You should tell Scott.

Oh, yeah? Yeah, just, you know, some
ideas inspired by Grandpa's original

blueprints. But listen, you know the
store better than anybody else. If you

think it makes sense to sell, then
that's what we're going to do. Maybe

ideas make sense.

I'd love to see them.

Look at this.

You guys hosted cookie exchanges?

Not that I knew of it. Is there a date
on it?

No. I didn't realize the store ever
hosted events.

You know what? It must have been part of
Grandpa's original vision for the store

as a community hotspot.

We should do this.

One last cookie exchange. I love that.

A way to say goodbye to the store in the
perfect William and Pearl Christmas

fashion.

And there are no festival activities
planned for tomorrow.

It's Christmas.

Okay, I'll post it on a newspaper site,
and the social media accounts will

really get the word out there fast.
Okay, I guess we're doing that.

Did Pearl have a favorite cookie recipe
that you knew of? Oh, yeah.

What? Peppermint whoopie pies.

Michael, do you still have the recipe?
Yeah, I think it's in the kitchen

somewhere. I'll find it. I love whoopie
pies.

I can give you a hand.

Because peppermint can be tricky.

Yeah.

Okay. I guess we're doing this.

Now, fair warning, even though I've
eaten my fair share, I've never actually

made whoopie pies from scratch. Well,
full confession, neither have I. But, I

mean, you know, I know my grandma's
recipe's got to be around here

mean, you know, how hard can it be?

Okay.

Recipes.

It's got to be in here.

Ah, here we go.

This is it, Pearl's peppermint whoopie
pie.

Looks like it's on its last leg.

What's this?

My dear Pearl, we may have had our
differences, but this needs to stay in

family. Enjoy making these for your new
husband.

Blessings, your mother.

So I guess my great -grandmother gave
that to her. Even though she didn't want

William to marry Pearl, it looks like
this recipe was her way of giving her

blessings. I guess things worked out in
the end, huh?

Yeah. So what do you say?

Shall we honor Pearl's legacy?

Let's get to it.

I've never really done this, though.

Here's your cup of flour.

All right. Christmas tree.

Oh, Christmas tree.

Here we go.

Here we go.

Yay!

This is so good. This is so great. This
is so good. Yes, okay.

Oh, God.

Yeah, it's your thing.

Mmm.

So, do we have to cook those, or can we
just eat the batter?

Mmm.

How much longer?

Just a few minutes.

I can smell them from here.

Mmm. So good.

Smells like my childhood.

How has no one bottled the smell of
baked goods?

Ooh.

I like that. You know what? I think
that's going to be my next venture.

What's that cologne you're wearing, sir?

Baked goods.

By Michael Jones.

Is that your boss again?

No.

It's an email Trish got from Star Credit
Union. Because she was family, she was

allowed to request the records.

Huh.

What is it?

In 1949, William took out a loan.

Yeah. A five -year term loan. What does
that mean?

It just means he was able to get as much
as he did because he promised to pay it

back in five years. And it looks like he
put the land up as collateral.

So the question is, did he pay back the
loan in five years or... Did they have

to find the money some other way?

Like selling the ring.

Whoopie pies are ready.

Thank you. Thank you.

Enjoy.

I'm so glad we did this.

Seeing people in the store again, it's
great.

I mean, this is what it's supposed to be
like.

Michael and Scott look like they're
enjoying themselves, too.

You know, I think they're having second
thoughts.

About something?

I just know the real estate agent sent
over some papers to sign, and they've

been sitting on our kitchen counter
untouched for days.

Hmm.

Well, they do seem at home here.

And with each other.

When Michael moved away and started
dating Sandra, he and Scott drifted

It's so nice to see them coming together
again.

He's a good guy.

Michael? Yeah, he's great.

What? I didn't say anything.

Did you guys see what the clients
brought over?

Oh, wow.

Read the back.

Cookie Exchange 1954.

Looks just like ours.

I don't know if it was the first one,
but it was probably close to it.

Look, Pearl's not wearing the ring
anymore.

What about the fact that they came from
different backgrounds but overcame that?

Or the fact that they met at a Christmas
Eve dance and then got engaged exactly

one year later at the same dance right
before Pearl was going to be sent away?

That's all great.

I know that Michael and Sandra's breakup
is the hook for our readers, and you

have enough of his story to focus more
on that.

I know you think our readers want to
hear about bad breakups, but I think

they'll also want to read a story about
family and love and a ring that brought

people together.

You are a great writer. I know you can
figure out how to include both. You get

your human interest piece, I get my
clicks.

Kendra, I let you follow this story, and
I want to publish it. Can't you just be

happy about that?

Now work on making Michael the focal
point, how his failed engagement is in

juxtaposition with his grandparents'
love. That's the interesting part. Good

luck. Thanks

for

coming here with me.

Why do you think a jewelry dealer in
Willowbrook is going to know something?

Okay. Every picture of Pearl had her
wearing the ring until 1954, and that

around the same time the loan was due.

I asked Paul, did he think that Pearl or
William ever sold the ring back to

Carl? He said his grandfather never
bought jewelry back, but he referred

to a dealer here.

It shouldn't be much further.

I don't think Scott should sell the
store.

seeing the place all decorated again,
seeing what it's like when people gather

there, talking about all these amazing
things we could do with the place. I

of feel like, I don't know, I feel like
maybe we gave up too soon.

Well, I hope me doing this article
hasn't thrown a wrench in anything.

Are you kidding?

You writing this article was a good
thing. I mean, I've never felt this

my grandparents or to Scott.

Um, speaking of this article, there's
something I need to talk to you about.

Okay.

Okay.

Um...

I promise this article is not going to
be about you, but I might have to use

your name.

You've been such a big part of my
experience here, and it might be weird

used a pseudonym for you, but I won't if
you're not okay with it.

No, it's okay.

I get it. I mean, they're my
grandparents.

It makes sense.

You know, maybe don't mention that I'm
fat.

Michael, Joan.

Thanks. Just getting to that point where
I feel like I put all that behind me.

Of course.

Thank you.

I think this might be it.

Should we go take a look?

Yeah. Okay.

Merry Christmas.

Can I help you find anything?

Hi, um, this may sound a little bizarre,
but I'm wondering if this engagement

ring I found may have come through here
around 1954?

We definitely don't have records going
back that far.

But my great -uncle has worked here
forever. Maybe he could help.

Is he here?

No, he's retired.

But he loves when I call him from the
store. If you guys have a second?

Yeah, sure. That'd be great.

Katie, my dear.

You need help pricing an item.

No, actually, there's this couple who's
got a question about a ring we may have

bought a long time ago.

Um... Hi, I'm trying to trace the
history of this ring, and I wanted to

it was sold to you in the early 1950s. I
know it's a long shot, but this one has

a very unique inscription.

Forever my Christmas love, 1948.

You found it.

I've been keeping my eyes peeled for
that ring for years.

A woman came in, gosh, must have been 65
years ago.

Said she had sold it to her to keep her
husband's business afloat.

Broke my heart when I told her it was
already gone.

She must have come back for it after the
store started doing well.

At different times in their lives, they
both sacrificed what was most important

to them for their love.

They needed being together, following
their dreams, meant more than a ring.

After you.

Oh, looking good, bro. Wow.

I don't think we should sell.

You don't?

I've been thinking a lot about your
ideas, and you're right.

With some changes, the store could be
viable again.

I mean, Grandma and Grandpa put so much
of themselves into this place, and they

left it behind for us.

Selling would kind of feel like losing
them all over again.

I agree. I think this place could really
be something unique.

Listen, I'd love to show you some of the
modifications I made to the blueprint.

Yeah, let's do it, yeah? We just have to
get to the newspaper Christmas party.

Right. We'll talk later?

Look forward to it, bro.

Me too. All right.

Bye. Bye.

Thank you.

For what? For everything.

None of this would have happened without
you.

You really reconnected us to a legacy.

What are you doing?

Well, with my article being due tonight,
I want to be able to say I return the

ring to the family, Leanne.

Hey, um... Would you like to come to the
Christmas Eve dance with me?

I mean, with the article finished, I
figure it wouldn't be a conflict of

interest anymore.

I would love to go with you.

Great.

Great?

Now, um...

I better go finish writing. Uh, yeah.
Oh, yeah. Thank you.

Bye. Goodbye.

Hey,

just calling to see how it's going. It's
going.

I mean, I have the perfect ending.

Are you doing the article you want or
the one Linda wants?

I'm doing the article on the Christmas
ring and what true love really takes.

I admire you.

Thanks.

I'm hoping the words speak for
themselves.

Can't wait to read it.

Talk soon.

Come in.

Thought you could use some nourishment.

You're too kind.

I'm so glad you found out what happened
to the ring.

And I'm sure Michael and Scott are glad,
too.

I'm glad I could return it. Maybe
someday somebody will find your mom's

And they'll return it to you. Maybe.

But I realized I wanted the ring back so
bad because I wanted my mom back.

But the truth is, I don't need a piece
of jewelry to have my mom with me.

As long as I hold her in my heart and my
memories, she's always with me.

Maybe the search for it was all I
needed.

After all, it led me here and it led me
to...

I'll let you get back to it.

I'm so sorry, Kendra. Linda ruined it.
Your version was so much better.

Call me.

No, no, no, no, no.

This isn't my article.

Oh, no.

This is all wrong.

Michael.

You lied to me.

No, Michael.

My boss did this. She took my words and
she twisted them.

You made me believe that you were
writing this story about true love.

About how love takes sacrifice and risk.

And instead you used me.

You have to believe me. This isn't what
I wanted.

This isn't what I wrote.

You should leave.

Michael.

I need you to leave.

Kendra. You completely changed it.

I colored it up a bit.

But that's my job. I'm your editor.

Your article is good.

But the heartbreak of a man licking his
wounds after losing it all to an ex who

falls in love with someone else is way
more juicy.

I told him what wasn't about him. Well,
it was his grandma's ring. He was part

of the story the whole time. I'm sure he
knew that. No, he didn't. I know you

want to write these articles on the
human experience and meaningful moments,

I want to sell ad space.

And that's where Quizzer is at the
moment. Now, I gave you a chance. It

didn't work.

You're right.

Well, good. I'm glad we're on the same
page. You're right.

that this isn't working.

I've been so scared to leave this place
and lose out on a good -paying job.

But I love to write about what actually
matters.

And sometimes... What are you getting
at?

I quit.

Let's pick up.

Kendra, hi.

Trish. I'm so glad you answered.

I have been thinking about you nonstop.

You're not mad at me?

I call it journalistic intuition, but I
don't think you had anything to do with

that article.

I wish Michael understood that.

I know. I tried. I did. He's just too
upset right now. I get it. None of this

would have happened if I hadn't have
interrupted his life.

Perhaps, but you brought Michael and
Scott together, and you reconnected them

William and Pearl.

I want to make this right, but I need
your help.

How can I help?

Would the Pine Grove Gazette run the
real story of the Christmas ring?

The one I wrote?

We would be honored.

Okay, I need to make some changes, but I
will send it to you tonight.

Great. I'll make it front page tomorrow,
just in time for the dance.

Thank you.

My dad proposed to my mom with a ring
that had been passed down in his family

for four generations.

I know this, because when I was
little...

I used to sit on my mother's lap and
turn the ring around and around while

told me that they were blessed with a
legacy of love.

After my mom passed away, my dad held
onto the ring, promising it would be

one day.

Last year, he joined my mom and I was
left with a hole in my heart.

A few weeks after his funeral, I
realized I hadn't seen the ring in any

father's things.

It was gone, and it felt like I lost
them both all over again.

So I made sure to check every antique
shop I passed, but time and time again,

search turned up short.

That was until two weeks ago, when I
found someone else's engagement ring at

antique market in Boston.

The ring was stunning, and the
inscription inside moved me.

I had to know the story behind this
ring.

And so I began my quest, and it led me
to Pine Grove, Massachusetts, a town so

full of Christmas magic, I felt like a
kid again.

William Jones worked on the railroad in
Pine Grove and was saving up to open his

dream store.

But in 1947, at the Main Street
Festival's Christmas Eve dance, his

changed when he met a beautiful
debutante named Pearl.

Although they were from different
worlds, the two quickly fell in love.

He decided to put his dream on hold and
order a very special custom engagement

ring for Pearl.

Not one to wait, William soon took out a
loan and began building the store.

But, as most businesses do, it struggled
in the first couple of years, and

William and Pearl were in danger of
losing it all.

So Pearl did the only thing she could do
to help keep her love's dream alive.

She sold the ring.

The Jones General Store is still in the
family.

Owned by William and Pearl's grandsons,
Scott and Michael.

Even they didn't know the story behind
the ring.

But together, we discovered that it was
so much more than a circle of gold.

It was a symbol of family.

A sacrifice.

And above all, a symbol of true love.

While uncovering the story behind the
ring, I started to fall in love with

Michael.

I realized it was time to take a risk,
time to quit my job and follow my own

path.

So here I am now, sharing the true story
of the Christmas ring, a story I didn't

realize I had become a part of.

That is why I'll be at the Pine Grove
Christmas Eve dance where Pearl and

William first met.

And I'll be there waiting for Michael in
the hopes that he feels the same way

and can see that even though I went to
Pine Grove looking for answers about a

stranger's ring, what I found was the
missing piece to my own heart.

It was a lovely article. Thank you.

I hope everyone feels that way.

Have faith.

I'll try.

Any sign of him? I tried calling.

There's still time.

Well, whatever happens, I want to thank
you both so much for everything.

Oh, Kendra, thank you.

I'm going to go get us some cider.

Okay.

I'll have another look around.

Michael, I'm so sorry. I should have...
I'm sorry.

I should have believed you.

Would you like to dance?

So is it true you walked away from
Quizzer?

I did.

I decided to take you up on your
suggestion of starting my own online

Strictly human and pizza.

Like the Christmas ring.

I think that's a great idea.

Have you decided where your offices will
be?

Right now?

Out of my apartment in Boston.

That is a funny coincidence. I'm
actually moving to Boston soon.

You are?

You know, redesigning the store
completely inspired me. I've started a

One that focuses on taking buildings of
the past and updating them for the

future. It's going to be a brand new
start.

And what better place for both of our
goals than Boston?

What about Pine Grove?

It's not too far.

It's where I'll spend my weekends.

And you can join me if you want to.

After all, you're a part of the story
now.

Which is why I think Pearl would want
you to hold on to this.

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