BAD WICKED TWISTED: A Briarcrest Academy Box Set - Plot & Excerpts
–Dovey Eight Years Later THE DELICIOUS SMELL of bacon tantalized me, drawing me into the kitchen. “Dovey, Dovey, my lovey,” Sarah sang out, smiling at me from her spot in front of the white stove. She appeared fit and alert, dressed in gray yoga pants and a loose tunic, obviously ready for her eleven o’clock toddler class. At sixty-one, she had an air about her of someone much younger, sparkling with energy, luminous like the sun. I opened my arms wide. “Sarah, Sarah, I love you,” I sang back in a theatrical kind of way, loud and off-key. Typical morning at our house. She showed me the burnt bacon. “Once you get a load of this, you may not love me.” I peered over her shoulder at the black pork lying on the plate. “Love you still,” I said in between munches on a stolen piece. She smacked my hand and I grinned. “What if I said we were out of strawberry jam?” “Still love ya,” I quipped, propping my hip against the sink to watch her scramble eggs. Her movements were brisk and efficient, which was a good sign.
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