Manic In Christmas River: A Christmas Cozy Mystery (Christmas River Cozy Book 6) - Plot & Excerpts
What can I get for you this fine morning?” The man next in line stroked his thick black beard and looked at the pie case intently, taking the decision as seriously as if he were buying a car. It was the customer I called The Plaid Hipster. I didn’t know the man’s name or what he did here in Christmas River or anything else about him. All I knew was that the man had started coming to the shop this spring, and since then, had become my most dependable regular. Every day, come rain, shine, or dustings of snow, The Plaid Hipster waited in the line, no matter how long it was, to get his daily pie fix. He took his decisions at the counter seriously, and he rotated the flavor variations frequently, never having the same pie two days in a row. I called him The Plaid Hipster because of his penchant for black-rimmed glasses and tapered leg jeans and of course, for wearing plaid of every color and variety. He also had a brainy, no-nonsense disposition about him that was a hallmark of the typical hipster male.
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