Home For The Homicide (A Do-It-Yourself Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
“Avery?” He put a hand on my back and bent, too. “Are you all right?” “Fine,” I managed, laughing so hard I could barely speak, in mingled relief and hysteria. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” I waved him away and straightened with a little difficulty. “Scared myself half to death.” “Why?” He dropped his hand from my back and looked around. I gestured. “Baby. Thought it was real.” He peered into the carriage and got a funny look on his face. “Whoa.” I nodded, wiping tears from my eyes. “I know. The sunshade fell back, and I looked down on the top of its head, and for a second I thought, ‘Baby!’” I wiped the backs of my hands against my jeans to dry them. “It was only a second or two before I saw that it was just a doll, but by then I’d already yelled.” “You scared me half to death,” my husband informed me. “I thought something was wrong.” “I’m sorry.” I took a step closer to him, and he put an arm around my shoulders and tugged me close to his body.
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