Hot Dish Heaven: A Murder Mystery With Recipes - Plot & Excerpts
She strutted to the kitchen. “Hi, Margie.” She reached for a mug from a shelf above the sink and wheeled back around. “You must be Emerald Malloy. I’m Barbara Jean Jenson, but everyone calls me Barbie.” Barbie looked to be about ten years younger than Margie. But unlike Margie, she wore lots of makeup, including berry eye shadow and maroon lipstick. She also had a deep, tanning-bed tan and hair dyed henna red, cut short, and spiked with gel. A gaudy, gold chain hung from her neck, resting on a white, spandex, tank top that struggled to conceal her large breasts. The chain secured purple-rimmed eye glasses. Sunglasses, framed in pink, were perched on top of her head. Amazon Barbie. “I told Barbie you’d be here,” Margie informed me. “I thought ya might enjoy talkin’ to her. She’s the editor of our local paper, The Enterprise, but used to write news in the Twin Cities.” Since the fresh coffee wasn’t ready, Barbie filled her mug with the last of the lunch-time brew and made tracks to the end of the counter, where the bars were waiting.
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