title: Upon A Winter's Night: A MacKinnon's Rangers Christmas Novella
author:  Pamela Clare 
description: USA Today bestselling author Pamela Clare began her writing career as an investigative journalist and eventually became the first woman editor of two different newspapers. Along the way, she won numerous state and national honors, including the National Journalism Award for Public Service and Colorado Society of Professional Journalists' Keeper of the Flame Lifetime Achievement Award. A single mother with two grown sons, she writes contemporary romantic suspense, contemporary romance, and historical romance.<br /><br />Visit Pamela's website at pamelaclare.com to sign up for her newsletter and to read excerpts and author's notes for each book.<br /><br />Her historical romances include:<br /><br /><b>MacKinnon's Rangers Series</b>(in order)<br /><i>Surrender</i><br /><i>Untamed</i><br /><i>Defiant</i><br /><i>Upon A Winter's Night: A MacKinnon's Rangers Christmas</i>(novella)<br /><br /><b>Kenleigh-Blakewell Family Saga</b>(in order)<br /><i>Sweet Release</i><br /><i>Carnal Gift</i><br /><i>Ride the Fire</i><br /><i></i><br />Her romantic suspense titles include:<br /><br /><b>I-Team Series</b>(in order)<br /><i>Extreme Exposure</i><br /><i>Heaven Can't Wait</i>(novella)<br /><i>Hard Evidence</i><br /><i>Unlawful Contact</i><br /><i>Naked Edge</i><br /><i>Breaking Point</i><br /><i>Skin Deep</i>(long novella)<br /><i>First Strike: The Prequel to Striking Distance</i>(short novella)<br /><i>Striking Distance</i><br /><i>Soul Deep</i>(long novella)<br /><i>Seduction Game</i><br /><i>Dead By Midnight</i>(short novel)<br /><br />Her contemporary romance titles include:<br /><br /><b>Colorado High Country Series</b><br /><i>Barely Breathing</i><br /><br /><br />She lives in her home state of Colorado in the shadow of the beautiful Rocky Mountains.
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  Christmas morning, 1964
  Waterloo Street, Liverpool
  The cold woke Fionnuala long before the alarm.
  During the night, her da’s old army coat had gradually fallen from
  the bed on to the floor, allowing the cold to slip deep inside her thin
  bones. The snow had begun to fall the night before Christmas Eve
  and had barely stopped since. It filled the bedroom with an eerie
  whiteness, stillness and quiet. Deathly quiet.
  Lifting her arm out from under the blanket, she reached down
  and, with one tug, heaved up the heavy old army coat, which
  weighed almost as much as she did, and tucked it in as she curled
  up into a ball to make herself warm once again.
  Moments later, Fionnuala’s da, Fred, popped his head around
  her bedroom door. His braces hung loosely over his vest, the top
  buttons of his baggy trousers were yet to be fastened and he wore
  his cap low on his brow. As with mos