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.
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