I read this book start to finish on an airplane. It served the purpose of distracting me during travel without requiring thought and for that it is a win. However, there were numerous typos and oddities throughout. The premise is good. The execution could use some editing and constructive critici...
This is a cute cozy mystery complete with a homey bookstore, cats, and ghosts. I'm a little disappointed at the ending, though. Because Willa is suffering from some inexplicable memory loss, she doesn't understand the killer's motives and the reader is left in the dark as to what is really going ...
Lexi is caught in the middle of another murder, when she runs into a dead body while catering for a big wedding. What I liked:Dying for Danish was another fun read for me. This book is light hearted, with lovable characters (Ipad toting old ladies, cute little fluffy dogs, and of course Lexi!) an...
Since I was a bit disappointed by the previous book of the series, I was wondering whether to continue reading this series or not (as a matter of fact).Contrary to my (a teeny bit) low expectation, this one turned out to be fun to read; the plot was much better than the previous one and I must ad...
I tried to appease her with some catnip before getting to work on cataloging more books. I entered a stack of books in my inventory system, printed off labels for them, and proceeded to put them away in their various sections. The mindless job left me room to think about Josie. ...
She tried Davies first. No answer. Then she tried Nans. No answer. Then she tried Ida, Ruth, Helen and Jack—none of them answered. Where was everyone? She drove away from Violet’s, bursting at the seams to tell someone about the lavender sachets. Violet had lived in the neighborhood when Earl was...
The sun streaming in through the leaves on the big oak tree out front created a kaleidoscope of light on her floor and bedspread. It was going to be another beautiful day. Lexy smiled as she reached under the covers to pet Sprinkles. Today was the day before her wedding and, now that the messy t...
Taking a deep breath she let the intoxicating aroma of sugar and butter permeate her senses. She never tired of that smell. Nor did she ever tire of being there. It had been her lifelong dream to open a bakery and she’d been able to fulfill that over a year ago. “Is that you Lex?” Cassie’s voice...
Once finished, she threw her apron in the laundry basket and headed off for some well-deserved beach time. At her cottage, she changed into a white and blue striped one piece and threw on a long sleeved white shirt as a cover-up. Tossing Sprinkles a treat, she shoved a towel in her oversized beac...
Do you think we can fit it in?” Lexy asked Cassie who was bent-over the stove, retrieving a baking sheet full of peanut butter cookies. “Sure. We can do those next.” Cassie squatted down and opened one of the bottom cabinets, her blonde spiked hair sticking up from behind the door. “And you can t...
They were nice enough to drop it off in the parking lot at the fair, so she worked on cleaning out her area in between cooking and serving chili. It was the last day, and she had to remove all her own stuff by the end of the day. Since she was an adept planner, she’d managed to make it so that sh...
She couldn’t believe she’d screwed things up so badly. She been in such a hurry to save Mystic Notch and so sure her assumptions were right that she hadn’t taken the time to figure out what Obsidian really meant when he’d said the old ways were powerful and to follow her gut. Now she knew that sh...
He wanted to get even with his sister, but he didn’t want to send her into ruin or a forced marriage. Seated side by side in the parlor that had been divested of its furniture in order to accommodate a ring of chairs large enough to seat every guest, Tristan and Freddie su...
Nans, Ida, Ruth and Helen peered into the box.“Oh, what a lovely assortment,” Ida said, choosing a pecan roll.“You brought my favorite! Pistachio biscotti.” Helen gingerly removed one of the crunchy biscuits from the box and put it on her napkin.“You know I love eclairs. How can I resist?” Ruth b...
Maybe he’d even get the police involved. She couldn’t risk them screwing everything up, so she’d managed to keep mum about it all night. Needless to say, she was glad when morning came and she could escape to the bakery. Walking in through the back, she glanced toward the basement door, her stoma...
So, after dinner, he retired to the chair in the living room and I snuck a power bar and headed up to the roof. It wasn’t that the dinner didn’t taste good. It was flavorful, but the consistency was gross. Artemis said he had been trying to make Chicken à la King. The brea...
Finally, Dom was sitting on the bench that overlooked Long Sands Beach where he usually sat when he wanted to contemplate things. She got in her Fiat and hurried down the hill. She pulled in the parking lot casually, as if she had just happened to see him sitting on the be...
She couldn’t wait to call Gideon. He might have a way to track the boat via satellite and, since he was such a bird nut, maybe he’d be able to determine something about the bird poop on the shoes. At the very least, he could get a picture of the sole of the shoe. Maybe he could match that to some...
Her mother always said she tried to do too much at once and something like this was usually the result. She bent down to retrieve them, her skirt riding up a little too high."Let me help you with those."Ayla whirled around at the sound of the voice. Standing behind her was Seamus McDonough, the C...
Jolene stood in the middle of the street, in the center of Dead Water, her brown leather cowboy boots stirring up sand as she turned to look at every part of the ghost town. Celeste smiled at the look of wonder on her sister’s face. The place was pretty cool—all that history and the old buildings...
The table had been set with her mother’s good china on top of grandma’s white linen tablecloth. In the center, a large bouquet of white roses stuck up from a crystal vase. The house was spiced with the mouth-watering smell of lemon butter and herbs. She stood in the doorwa...
For the first time in a week, her sleep hadn't been interrupted by disturbing dreams of her ex-fiance; she'd actually slept the entire night through! Still groggy, she stretched and turned to peer sleepily at her clock, wondering how long she had to laze in bed before her ...
She feigned illness, only opening the door twice—once for Maisie, who gave her a tray of food and tried to fuss over her like a mother hen, and once for Jax whose concerned look nearly broke her heart. She couldn’t bring herself to come out of her room, because she couldn’...
As they approached her, she whirled around. Then, upon seeing it was Kate and Gertie, gave a nervous laugh. “I thought I heard something behind me. You startled me,” she said. “Sorry about that.” Kate jerked her chin toward the table. “Did you guys ...
Had Gladys hidden some sort of evidence there fifty years ago? Could Bruce’s murder weapon the police had been looking for be there now?I drove past Van Dorn’s driveway to take a peek. The stream gaging station was just a small, brick structure filled with pipes and meters. I guessed it was used ...
It was creamy and sweet—just the way he liked it. He leaned back in his chair, remembering how his Nonna would sometimes add lemon or chocolate chips to the batter. He closed his eyes, an excitement building inside him as he reflected on the morning’s events. The fact that he wasn’t on the police...
and felt her heart jump at the name on the display – Nick!“Hi there,” she answered cheerfully.“Hi, yourself.” Nick’s voice sounded good. Too good. “Remember last night, how I told you my good friend owns the Cooley Art Gallery?”“Yeah, sure.”“Well, I happened to talk to him today and it seems h...
So, the next day, Fiona and Morgan went to Sticks and Stones together, as usual, which left Jolene and Celeste to keep each other out of trouble. Since Celeste didn’t have to work until later that day, she accompanied Jolene on her stakeout of Gail. Jolene usually preferred to work alone, but at...
Had he really claimed the crash in his study last night was made by a goat? Had he lost his mind? Had Chevonne believed him? The look on her face when he’d told that whopper told him she’d thought he was crazy. And now, this ...
She ended up getting out of bed before dawn, showering and dressing, then sitting out on the small deck overlooking the lake while the sun rose, sipping herbal tea and idly stroking Bella’s silky orange fur. Finally, when it was time for the shops to open, she gathered her...
He’d been flipping through it for an hour looking for inconsistencies, but nothing stuck out at him. Why was Overton so steamed about not finding that scarf? Back in Boston, Jake had followed up on his share of anonymous tips. Most of them turned out to be a dead end. Surely, Overton knew this? I...
But we didn’t want to be seen skulking around there in the dark, so we dropped off a drunken Opal at her house and went our separate ways. I went straight home after picking Pandora up at the bookstore. She was none too happy and proceeded to glare at me sullenly the entire ride home. She did not...
The cottage, which had been in her family for centuries, had been one of her favorite places since childhood. When she’d grown up, she and Morgan had turned it into a shop with Morgan’s herbal remedies on one side and Fiona’s healing crystal jewelry on the other. The cottage was off the beaten pa...
They spread it out flat on the coffee table. Morgan inhaled the smell of old leather as she bent over to study the lines of the map which had been crudely burned into it. “This looks like our yard, but it’s shaped different,” Jolene said. “The geography of this area was changed about a hundred ye...
Pepper asked as she drove back to town in her yellow Fiat. “Not so bad? I found a navy blue cape in her closet—she’s probably the killer!” Pepper glanced sideways at me. “Oh, come on. Didn’t Myrna say she was wearing a raincoat?” I pressed my lips together. “Yeah, but maybe Myrna was mistaken. I’...
Her hands shook so badly in reaction to his news, she finally had to clasp them together in her lap to keep them still. She could feel the pressure of her pulse thumping against her eardrums, which was likely the reason for her sudden light-headedness, she surmised, and her mouth worked silently ...