Coastal Cottage Calamity (A Logan Dickerson Cozy Mystery Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Her good looks were the kind that made men – and women – stop and gawk. When she crossed the lawn headed to the repast tent, it was liked she walked in slow motion. Just like in the movies. Her mass of red, thick hair (not blonde, Oliver’s color of choice so we all thought) tumbled over her shoulder in soft, flowing curls and bounced when she walked. It framed a face that had soft features and looked as if it had been kissed by the sun, (said sun being exceptionally affectionate to the light freckles that were sparsely sprinkled across her nose and under her eyes). Her eyelashes were long enough to catch snowflakes, her nose was petit and upturned. But all beauty aside, she was the ultimate woman scorned. Probably the best reason to commit murder. But no one could convince me that she was capable of it. No way. No how. Not ever. I watched in awe, with a smile on my face, just like everyone else when she made her entrance. In a “Sydney Trance” until that is, I was interrupted by Miss Vivee.
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