A Skeleton In The Closet (Kate Lawrence Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
I had pretty much made my peace with that for the moment. It would be what it would be, and I would deal with it as it happened. No, it was Strutter and her dilemma that was on my mind, followed closely by the man in the black van, and after that by the Henstock sisters’ difficult situation. Lavinia and Ada and Strutter and John all pinwheeled through my overactive brain until dawn, when, bleary eyed, I untangled myself from the sheets and plodded into the kitchen for some coffee. Jasmine appeared to beg for some tuna fish, and I was glad to be able to solve her problem, since I had no idea what to do about anyone else’s. Shortly before eight o’clock, I shut both cats into my bedroom with a litter box, water, and a bowl of crunchies. They were accustomed to this drill on days when I had outside workmen in to do the rugs or windows or one repair or another, and they accepted their fate fairly philosophically. The patch of sunshine on my bed was just as good for napping as the one in the living room, after all.
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