Tempest In A Teapot (A Teapot Collector Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
The parking lot was jammed with cars, most of them elegant luxury models. She helped Nana from the SUV, while Cissy and Laverne climbed out of the backseat. Thelma pulled up behind them in her harvest-gold 1973 Lincoln Town Car. Gilda clambered out and ran around, opening Thelma’s door for her. The elderly woman took several minutes to heave herself out, while the valet staff gathered around the car, eyes wide. One young parking valet whistled and asked if she ever wanted to sell it. “Get your hands off my car and drive it carefully,” Thelma snapped, handing him the keys, then joining Sophie and her group on the sidewalk in front of the country club entrance. As they entered, Sophie took in the facility. The entrance was illuminated with muted lighting, a glittering crystal chandelier over a waterfall that trickled, the sound echoing with the murmurs of the crowd filing into the ballroom where the memorial was being held. By the double doors there was a big sign on an easel; it had Vivienne’s photo and her name, with MEMORIAL SERVICE written under it.
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