It was a beautiful night, and for the first time in a while, everything that seemed to need our attention, that had occupied all our days, was set to the side, and in their place instead were those things that were surely more precious. Simple pleasures such as hot cocoa, toasted marshmallows, and a roaring bonfire. That night, we realized our town could shine brighter than ever. And, for now. Hope Valley Days were still here, helping remind us.

Elizabeth [internal]