She’d made a couple extra batches of blueberry muffins to send to the nursing home as a special treat. They were looking at ways to tie the community together with a sign of good will, and looking to grow bonds. The small town had once been busy and thriving, but lean times and less businesses me...
She wanted to bounce a few ideas off of Charlotte. The day was still grinding in her head after she left the market. “Mmm, smells good,” Annie said, handing Charlotte a ten. Thanks for picking it up. “Sure, it’s no problem. Are you sure you don’t wa...
The men didn’t die of natural causes. They were poisoned. Poisoned! That only made matters worse. What if Rosie got a bad supply of food or condiments and somebody else got sick. The only thing she could do was close her doors until she knew everything was safe. She’d see if there was any way to ...
They’d lifted prints from both the outside of the glove and the inside. Hers were on the outside, but not on the inside. It didn’t free her yet, but if they could tie the glove to a break-in of some sort, and if it matched the vial of poison, and if…there were too many ways this could end up. The...
Lottie grinned. "That was fast." "First cute girl I saw; I was on it. I smiled, flirted, and had her swooning. Here’s your paper. Oh, I also snagged a date for later this week." He winked at his grandfather. "The ladies love me, just like Pops here." They joked that the widows surrounded Pops wit...
He’d scribbled his personal number on the back, leaving her a note to call him. She’d avoided it until now. When she picked up the phone, she surprised even herself. His voicemail picked up. Annie quickly disconnected before leaving him a message. She kicked herself, reali...
It was probably foolish to go up there. She’d probably left to come home as soon as she heard the news. Of course, she wasn’t on the best terms with her parents, so the question was would she go to her childhood home or somewhere else, like hide at a motel? It didn’t sound like she was staying wi...