Centuries ago, by a scaffold in Manhattan, rose petals drifted gently to the ground...like snow on a wintry Massachussetts night. Melody Tarleton is driving home for Christmas when a man - clad in Revolutionary war-era costume - appears out of nowhere, right in the path of her car. Shaken, she takes the injured stranger in, listening with concern to Jake Mallory's fantastic claim that he's a Patriot soldier, sentenced to death by British authorities. The last thing he remembers is the tug of the noose. Safe at her parent's house, Melody concocts a story to explain the handsome holiday guest with the courtly manners, strange clothes and nasty bump on the head. Mark, her close friends who wishes he were more, is skeptical and her family is fascinated - though not half as fascinated as Melody herself. Jake is passionate, charming and utterly unlike anyone she has ever met. Can her really be who he claims? And can a man from the distant past be the future she truly longs for?
With the aid of enchanted petals, ancient potions and the peculiar magic of the season, Melody and Jake embark on an unimaginable Christmas adventure - and discover a love that transcends time.
This was a little different than what I've come to expect from Heather Graham. It was light and didnt have anything that goes bump in the night. Saying that, I still enjoyed it.
