Dang Near Dead (An Aggie Mundeen Mystery Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
I picked up my jugs and walked toward him with a smile on my face. “I thought I’d walk to the river, but these jugs are awfully heavy.” Frowning, he stopped three feet in front of me. “Kind of a strange time to be taking a stroll, don’t you think? Suffering with poison ivy? Carrying two jugs?” “You’re right. I’ll take the main path to our cabin, like always.” I attempted to walk around him. He moved left and blocked me. I sensed rage building inside him. “Were you eavesdropping?” he asked. I shook my head. “Why would I do that?” He glowered. “I don’t know. Why would you? How long have you known Bertha?” “Just since we got here on Thursday.” I rounded my eyes and tried my best to appear angelic. “She’s a nice lady.” “That’s debatable. You better get back to your cabin and treat your wilderness rash with that…whatever it is.”
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