So Hannibal Holmes smashed up a car, did he? And oh so conveniently left absolutely no trace of the car behind him. Even though he smashed it up indoors. The repression is strong in this family, and I suspect it's just going to boil over next year.

And what if the Gordian Knot of Holmeses decides that a Christmas wedding would be just the thing for their new family doctor . . . .?

Brava! I really enjoyed this, and I love that it's just the beginning.