Tin City Tinder (A Boone Childress Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
For two hours, we ladled out bowls of vegetable soup and stale bread toast covered with slices of processed cheese food. For desert, there was apple pie donated by a local grocery chain. The families at the shelter were grateful for the meal. I felt guilty thinking about the steaks Cedar and I had eaten the night before. Especially when I remember the slice of chocolate torte we’d wasted. Cedar was right about it being a perfect date, even if it did cost me a pair of dress shoes. That’s why when she texted me with the message: OMG, I didn’t mind replying: DITTO. I was still grinning at her text when I got back home, where more work was waiting. The stalls had to be mucked, the barn raked, and the straw replaced. When I finished, I was starving, but it was the kind of hunger that could be sated by one thing: Snickerdoodles. Mom’s snickerdoodles, to be exact. Which given the fact that she was mad at me, I had little chance of getting. There was only one solution. I would have to make my own.
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