What if one snowball could change everything?

I never planned to spend December cleaning up after stray animals-but what else do you do when your parents' divorce kills your Christmas spirit? How did one stupid snowball land me at the town shelter, stuck with a one-eyed husky who hates everyone as much as I do?

And Marcus-why does he have to show up with that smile that melts snow and a way of seeing me I don't understand? Why does he think my secret sketches could actually help?

Then the shelter floods. Luna disappears into the snowy Christmas Eve night. The whole town starts searching-but what if the one I've been looking for isn't her at all?

What if I've been trying to find my way home?