Sweet Murder by Tegan Maher EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Tegan Maher
- Language: English
- Genre: Ghost Mysteries
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Using the hem of my apron, I pulled the last batch of
blueberry turnovers out of the oven and slid them onto the
counter to cool. They were an even, golden brown, and a
quick poke with a fork assured me the crust was light and
flaky.
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Perfect. The customers at Brew4U, my best friend and cousin Raeann’s
coffee shop, were going to eat them up. And that was good, because right
now every few bucks mattered.
Speaking of money—I glanced at the clock on the microwave, and that
cold, I’m-gonna-be-late feeling swept over me. As always, time had gotten
away from me while I was baking; I only had about fifteen minutes to get to
work. Panicked, I turned the oven off with a wave of my hand, then bolted
into the laundry room and pulled my server’s apron and work shirt out of
the dryer. I changed into the tank top on my way through the living room,
grabbed my purse, and bolted out the front door.
And nearly face-planted when I tripped over our miniature donkey,
Max, who was napping at the bottom of the steps.
“Watch it, you big clod,” he snapped. “Maybe I shall kick you in the
head the next time you’re napping.” He yawned widely, taking most of the
intimidation factor out of the threat.
“If I were sleeping at the bottom of the steps, I’d expect to get kicked in
the head,” I said over my shoulder as I recovered and headed toward Bessie,
my faded blue, shabby-chic 1984 F-150. Yes, shabby-chic is code for
“POS.” Don’t judge me; it’s paid for.
And yes, the donkey talks, but we’ll get to that a little later. Trust me—
after you meet him, you’ll be glad for the delay.
I slid into the truck, yelping and lifting my hips when the backs of my
thighs hit the searing-hot cracked leather seat. I pushed my apron under my
legs and settled back gingerly, then, with an encouraging pat to the
dashboard, I cranked the key. Bessie coughed and wheezed a little, but
surprised me yet again when she caught and roared to life. Another check in
the win column for the day. I backed out of the yard and headed down the
driveway to the main road, admiring the late-morning view.
Even with my window down, the temperature inside the truck was just
this side of hellfire, so I reached across the seat and cranked the passenger
window down, too. Midsummer in southern Georgia was brutal. The AC in
the truck had gone out a few months back and, unfortunately, fixing it didn’t
even make the top twenty on the laundry list of priorities that demanded a
chunk of my check.
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