A small snowy town in Pennsylvania built from Irish Catholics. A unique book store. A lovely woman taking care of her elderly father. A wayward war veteran seeking solace. A warm story for the holiday season. Wrap yourself in the loving embrace of a cozy romance. Mari was standing on the four step ladder outside of Coffee and Books Nook on her tip toes, attempting to take the jack-o-lantern decorations down from above the door when she heard a familiar voice by her feet. She jumped and nearly fell, catching herself on the edge of the doorframe and then laughing with embarrassment as she climbed down, jack-o-lantern decorations in hand. Her father, Papa, looked to her with a happy face and then kissed her on the forehead. With a brief comment to be careful, he headed inside the shop, leaving Mari to get back to taking down the decor. She pulled down the fake leaves from the windowsills and then the sticky pumpkins on the windows and gathered them all in a bin to put in storage until the following year. She looked out at the half-busy street, people just beginning the morning rush of the day and hoped more would stop in for coffee at the very least. Her heart was heavy as she imagined not making enough to keep the shop open another month, but she pasted on a smile as a young man walked by with his head hung low, a green beanie hat covering most of his face. She gave him a wave, attempting to catch his attention, but he grumbled and kept walking. Generational war impacts not just those who fight in them but also those who are left behind: the survivors, the wives, the children, the parents. This story explores those impacts, picks up the pieces that were left behind and dives into the fight of the war at home. It is never too late to be boldly in love.