The Good Witch's Gift Page #4

- Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas, thank you very much.

Dad?

Lori!

- Honey, have you got a problem?

- Yeah.

Brandon.

Brandon?

- What's wrong?

- Well,

I lost Cassie's wedding ring.

- You... you did?

- And I think

Brandon's friend Jodi knows where it is.

Why would she know?

Because she was right next

to it when it disappeared!

And I never said she stole it!

I just wanted to talk to her about it.

But now Brandon acts like

I hate her or something!

And I don't hate her, but...

What if she does have the

ring? I need to get it back!

Alright, what did Cassie say?

Well, you can't tell Cassie!

Alright. Well, I'll, uh...

I'll talk to Brandon.

Well, maybe he'll listen to you.

He sure doesn't listen to me.

Alright, it's going to be okay.

You go home, okay? Your

dad's got work to do.

Do you think we'll find it?

Oh, we'll give it our best shot.

- It's a steal.

- What?

The scented shaving soap.

It's only $4.99.

That is what you were

looking at, wasn't it?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Here, take a whiff.

That's not bad.

Sandalwood. Very popular with family men.

The women in their lives just love it.

Oh, that's not for sale.

It's for the Santa who rings

the bell outside my shop.

I don't see him. Where is he now?

Carl's got a touch of the flu.

Children's fund is going to

miss out on all those donations.

Yeah, well, things are tough all over.

I'm surprised you never

noticed Santa before.

Especially since you spend so

much time in this part of town.

I've been out and

around... window shopping.

Got a lot of time on my hands these days.

You know, with all that extra time,

why don't you make good use of it?

All the kids will love you.

You gotta be kidding...

It'll be a wonderful way

to show people you care.

And since you'd be right outside,

you can pop in anytime and warm

up with a cup of my mulled cider.

I wonder if it fits.

Looking at you,

I would say it's a perfect fit.

Brandon, may I have a

word with you, please?

Soon as I finish this level.

Hey.

I was just about to

show Brandon how to make

a customized Christmas ornament for Jodi.

Well, I'd just like to have a word with him

before the two of you get started.

Hmm.

Alone.

Ah.

You want the old man to take a hike.

It's what I need, a hike.

Why are you angry with your sister?

Cause she accused Jodi of being a thief!

According to Lori, she

never said a word to Jodi.

She was going to.

I guess Lori thinks that

just because Jodi's dad

robbed a bank it runs in the family.

Well, Lori's very upset.

About the ring and you.

And Brandon, Jodi was

right beside that ring

when it disappeared.

You know, the whole town's against her.

They think she's some sort of gangster.

I expect this from Martha Tinsdale.

Not from my own father.

Brandon.

- Later.

- Hey, Brandon...

Hi.

Hi, uh...

maybe this isn't the best time.

No, there's no time like the present.

Alright, well, uh...

I have the flow of the ceremony.

I have to get a copy of this

to the minister, except...

Except what?

Well, I'm having trouble finding one.

Sometimes I wonder if all

of this is going to work out.

Oh, it will. Trust me!

We'll find a minister and a venue,

and we'll get our license.

No, not that, Cassie.

I got Brandon mad at me,

he's fighting with his sister.

Lori's upset.

And George...

he's feeling like he just

wants to get away from us all.

I just want to give

everyone a family Christmas.

It's hard to have a family Christmas

when you don't have a happy

family to celebrate it.

Hi, thank you.

Oh, wow, so many gifts!

Well, it is a wedding shower, right?

Betty, I just, I can't thank you enough.

Oh. Wait till you try your wedding cake.

Oh, that reminds me!

You're going to have to sample

some of that sparkling wine

before I order it.

Betty, um...

Every woman deserves a

little sparkle in her life.

I want you to have this.

A gift? Cassie, I couldn't...

Oh, look at all those

gifts. You deserve one, too.

It is pretty, but...

It's not really my style.

Well, I'll tell you what.

Try it for a few days,

and if you don't like it, I'll exchange it.

You don't have to do that.

Customer satisfaction is my priority.

If you insist.

- I'll go get the wine.

- Okay.

Yoo-hoo!

Season's greetings!

Oh, well, fashionably late, as usual.

- Martha, you shouldn't have.

- What?

I didn't. Your gift is on back order.

Voil!

Partridges in a pear tree!

Wow. Do we need that?

Oh, we need several of

them. One for each table.

Oh, even the menu isn't that grand, Martha.

Yeah, Betty's right.

I ordered comfort food.

Oh, wedding's aren't about

comfort, for goodness sake.

If they were, people would be

getting married all the time.

Oh, I ordered your cake.

Five tiers!

Oh, uh...

Betty's doing the cake.

Oh! Really?

What kind?

Well, we decided perhaps

a yellow sheet cake.

Sheet cake?

Oh, my dear Betty.

Cassie's cake has to be at

least as tall as the pear trees.

Am I right?

Why don't we let Betty do the cake?

I see.

Well, it's your funeral.

Oops, I mean wedding.

Martha, I so appreciate all you've done.

Do you? Do any of you?

I had a vision.

Nine ladies dancing, eight

lords a-leaping, and...

Well, a sheet cake would just

compromise the entire affair.

I mean, who would hire

me after that got around?

Nope, I'm afraid that I am

going to have to bow out.

I'm sorry to hear that, Martha.

Well, I couldn't have attended anyway.

I have a previous engagement!

Ho, ho, ho.

Ooh, you're feeling jolly as well, huh?

How can we have a Merry Christmas

if everyone's so miserable?

Everybody?

- Well, my family anyway.

- Hmm.

Including you?

Guess so.

Why?

Because...

I don't have the...

A dress.

For the wedding.

The one I wanted was too small.

Well, why don't we have it let out?

We're all constantly growing.

Aren't we, Lori?

Yeah, what's the rate on that room?

That much? Um...

Nothing lower?

I thought for some reason, um,

rooms would be lower in Montreal.

I guess not.

Thanks.

Brandon. I didn't hear you come in.

Montreal?

Yeah, um, a friend of mine

has a restaurant up there.

Cool.

I thought I'd go for...

For a visit.

A long visit.

- Hello?

- Mrs. Deeks, hi, I'm Cassie Nightingale.

- We spoke on the phone?

- Of course, please come in.

Thanks.

Rumour has it you're the best

seamstress in all of Middleton.

Thank you.

I have a little emergency.

Uh...

Can you let this out two inches?

It's a very delicate material.

- Is there enough fabric?

- Let me see.

- Yes, I can do it.

- Oh, you're a life saver!

Listen, I know you have

this colour thread upstairs.

If you want to wait, it'll

only take a few minutes.

- Perfect!

- Please make yourself at home.

Thanks.

Dad?

Sorry, I heard voices and thought...

No, it's just me.

Your mom's fixing a dress for me.

She is going to love that spa in a box.

Oh, yes! You know what?

I forgot to give you

something the other day.

A coin?

It's a gift.

A dollar.

- Thanks.

- It's a silver dollar.

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