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Wednesday, April 19, 2017

New Kellie Mystery?

Kellie # 9
Cooper’s Restaurant was quiet at one o’clock that Friday afternoon. Kellie and Taylor were enjoying a cup of coffee and a slice of pie while Kellie’s son, Aaron, did his best to mash cookies into his hair.
Taylor smiled at Aaron and commented, “I remember when Kayla ate like that. Thank goodness she’s outgrown it for the most part.”

Shaking her head, “Kellie answered, “He’s much different than the girls. They were little ladies from the day they were born, and now they’re nearly nine. Where has the time flown, Taylor?”

She took a sip of coffee and looked at Aaron. “I don’t know. It’s hard to believe Aaron’s two, Kayla’s four, and Ethan and your girls have birthdays in a few weeks. At least it’s been quiet since Miss Annabelle’s spirit left and you found the last rose.”

“Thank goodness. I think that last single red rose meant our lives would quiet down and the spirits would leave me alone. Max certainly is happy that I stopped battling evil,” she said and slid the last bite of pie into her mouth.

Six hours later, a jogger found a body dressed in jeans and a pink sweatshirt edged with embroidered red roses. 





Sunday, March 12, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Ten of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets, due out spring 2017.

Have you lost your mind?
That’s all Georgie’s text said. I waited, and she didn’t text again. I think she thinks I’m joking. I’ll give her some time to adjust to the idea of searching Old Lady Hagenbak’s haunted house. 

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Nine of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets, due out spring 2017.

We stopped next to Georgie’s car. She leaned against her car door and suggested, “If the mayor’s family made part of their money from bootleg booze, I don’t think he’d try and hide it. It wasn’t his crime, and he can’t be held responsible for his grandfather’s crimes.”
“True, but it could tarnish his reputation. He might not be re-elected. People have killed for less than saving their reputation. 

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Eight of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets, due out spring 2017.


I removed Yummy from his carrier, and he tore down the hall toward the living room barking his little head off.
“Yummy, no be nice,” I heard Laci call out from the kitchen.
Be nice? Now I know something’s going on.
I walked into the living room to find Laci holding a small ball of pure white fur. “A kitten, you brought a kitten home?"  

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Seven of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets, due out spring 2017.

I hurried upfront and stopped dead in my tracks. A man stood just inside the door. At least I think it’s a man. I kid you not; this man looks like the grim reaper in a suit. Tall, gaunt, pale skin and eyes, gray hair, and a strange smile made me look twice.

“Mrs. Ryan,” the man’s gravelly voice grated my nerves.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Six of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets due out spring 2017.

“Whistler’s Body Shop is just ahead. Kill the headlights,” I told Georgie as I looked around the empty highway in case there were any other vehicles around.
“Geez, Annie, you sound like a crime movie,” Georgie chuckled again as she killed the lights and pulled into the body shop lot.
“Pull over there between those two cars,” I pointed to her left. “No one will see the car from the road.”

She backed into the parking spot and glanced at me, “It’s faster to escape if I don’t have to back out.”

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Five of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets due out spring 2017. 

“Hi,” Georgie said. “I see it went well with the mayor.”
I groaned and told her about my meeting.
Georgie doubled over laughing until tears ran down her cheeks.
“It wasn’t that funny,” I insisted tapping my foot.
“I would pay money to see the look on the mayor’s face not to mention Phillips. You really tossed the mug out the window and hit his car,” she gasped for air as she tried to talk while laughing. 

Monday, January 9, 2017

Six Sentence Sunday

The following six sentences are from Chapter Four of the third Annie Ryan cozy mystery, Bones, Booze & Bouquets due out spring 2017. 

He turned to look at me doing his best to wipe the grin off his face. “You know, Annie, you may drive the rest of the city council and me crazy at times, but I can’t imagine Heavenly Corners without you. Not to mention, if I make you angry enough you may run against me in the next election.”
I stared at the man believing he did lose his mind.
Phillips added, “That’s not funny, she’d probably win.”
The mayor glared at Phillips and Phillips mumbled, “Well, this town loves Annie.”