Noel froze for a second, his eyes widening. He had two choices: walk off in a huff or find the rhythm. He looked at Carol, saw her grinning, and decided to play along. He dropped his voice into a jazzy, walking bassline, mimicking the "Jack Frost nipping at your nose" rhythm while humming the refrain of his carol.
This year, the rivalry was between , a quiet clockmaker with a booming baritone, and Carol , the local baker whose soprano voice could shatter a sugar cookie. The First Noel with Christmas Song & Carol
But then came Carol. She didn't have a book. She had a mischievous glint in her eye and a small brass handbell. Noel froze for a second, his eyes widening