On a snowy mountain top hold up in a cabin, Jennifer Donovan nurses her lonely heart. It's Christmas Eve and her mom and sister can't get to Jennifer's for the holiday due to the blizzard outside. Just when she thinks she'll have a bit of peace, someone pounds on her door. Oh who could it possibly be...a man. Duh! He's English and a musician. Double Duh! Why do books have to be so cliche? They sit by the fire, they talk, they kiss, they blah, blah, blah. Seriously?!?! Thank goodness A Gift of Snow by Missy Maxim is a short read because it bored me.