Emmett I have one word for the holiday season. Ba-humbug! It's the same song for me every year. Another holiday alone. Not that I want to, but when you only have one arm, there aren't many ladies waiting for me under the mistletoe. Until I met Amelia at an amputee support group. Not only is she beautiful and a badass, but she understands what it's like to feel incomplete. Except she's fresh from the battlefield with a forty-meter perimeter around her heart. Amelia I didn't need amputee kumbaya. Every soldier goes into battle knowing the risk, even me. At least I got to come home. Being home at Christmastime was just a discomfort I'd have to get through. I hadn't expected to meet a one-armed bar owner with a charming smile and a devil-may care attitude that made it all too easy to forget the crushing guilt of surviving. When insecurities surface, will the pair be able to heal and find the love they both so desperately seek? Can two people who have seemingly given up on themselves find purpose once again?
