After Scrooge has his revelatory night, ever wonder if he continues to turn over a new holly leaf or if he goes back to his miserly ways? I've been thinking about this question ever since a gorgeous red-headed angel saved me from a heart attack with a kiss and a whispered plea. Of course, I am not certain whether any of it really happened. The redhead. The kiss. The whisper. Maybe it was all a dream. A visionary warning to change my life before it was too late. As the CEO millionaire of a major department store in downtown Chicago, believing the holidays are about ribbons and bows; packages, boxes, and bags, and comes from a store has been my upbringing. However, I've decided to heed this cautionary tale in search of that something more in the season. Only, I don't know exactly how to move from selfish to elf-ish. When that glorious redhead visits me in the hospital, a plan starts to form. I accept her request for a date to her younger brother's holiday wedding, setting off a string of unexpected events and emotions. She becomes my reason for the fa-la-la season. And maybe perhaps, she'll see I'm a little bit more than a grinch in a penthouse, but an elf longing to be taken down from the shelf.